In the streets - the streets of Babylon
All the cats are screaming at the dogs
and the dogs aren't even listening
And the rush hour traffic doesn't care
about the road k** scattered everywhere
So why should You give a damn about them?
But You do..
In the back seat - the back seat of my ride
I start to wonder:
is there anyone that I really care for as much as I love myself?
And in the middle of all my filthy lies
All my cursing, and my perverted mind
Why should You give a damn about me?
But You do..