Kids In Gla** Houses - No Better lyrics

Let me tell you about a four-walled, sleazy, sunk speak-easy Low below the thieves and streets Welcoming you into a four floor descent Where even good boys need rent Toothpaste for their yellow teeth Because the days pa** quickly, high above me It's night forever where I dry And the bar's too busy to get you dizzy And everybody talks in cries Because they know no better When the weather never strikes a conversation here We're down in Satan's cellar, Satan's cellar Where they hold the wickedest so dear Are you scared of what these four walls could say? If they could speak, would they? Blow for blow, they'll sell you out In an Italian accent, laced with intent Patience is the virtue now Because the days pa** quickly high above me I'm doomed forever where I sit And the barmaid's quiz me, please forgive me For slurring all my alibis, for slurring all my alibis Because they know no better When the weather, never strikes a conversation here We're down in Satan's cellar, Satan's cellar Where they hold the wickedest so dear Where they honour and they drink and they fear Dear, they're not looking for your sympathy here Where they drink just to drown what's inside Dear, they swear the destination's the ride Because they know no better When the weather never strikes a conversation here We're down in Satan's cellar, Satan's cellar Where they hold the wickedest so dear You know the fortune teller Reaks of leather - he stole your wallet, now he knows your name Yeah, he's a future seller: not too clever Cause he worships at the cistern here