Downtown, alleyways
Where shattered men with broken dreams
Live and die in torn brick buildings fade to black
Where junkie's cries and pusher's lies
Echo through the streets tonight
There where pimps and tricks decide the price of life
Oh, oh, oh this is my world. Apathy and madness are its requiem
Stand and shout! For the pa**ing of the world
Stand and shout! Its dying echoes call
Stand and shout! For a nation far from God
Stand and shout! Take a look at the writing on the wall
Uptown, midnight
Plastic smiles on mannequins
Play the circus of the world elite
Where movie stars and kings and queens
Display themselves on magazines
There where pomp and pretense hide the pain
Oh, oh, oh this is my world. Apathy and madness are its requiem
Stand and shout! For the pa**ing of the world
Stand and shout! Its dying echoes call
Stand and shout! For a nation far from God
Stand and shout! Take a look at the writing on the wall
[Guitar Solo]
Sunday suburbs. Great white building stands alone
Dead asleep like those who dwell inside
Bless me Lord, now they cry
While outside, scores of beggars cry
Empty words, like epitaphs on tombs
Oh, oh, oh this is my world. Apathy and madness are its requiem
Stand and shout! For the pa**ing of the world
Stand and shout! Its dying echoes call
Stand and shout! For a nation far from God
Stand and shout! Take a look at the writing on the wall