This place is magnificent All the world a moth flapping At its flame Promise still sparkles, The siren's tune is still the same None of these girls are smiling, I'll take whatever they're selling You can wrap it up Rolling over Brooklyn Bridge now To the belly of the beast by Waterslide And we feed the machine Buying all this sh** that Nobody needs And I whimper, and I squeak Like haloumi, how you move me Take a wander down Can*l Street No I don't have any gold to sell (World needs some fearless leaders, World needs bottom feeders) Rolling around on my belly Drifting this way and that (In a sweaty bar full Of cruel laughing I thought I saw you smiling) And I was thinking about Smiling back And we feed the machine Buying all this sh** That nobody needs And I whimper, and I squeak Like haloumi, how you move me More than a body, But less than a soul Gotta find me something To fill this hole