Skin And Bone
New York like a traffic accident that you can’t not watch, appalled and fascinated. Title track off ‘Skin And Bone’. Julie LaMendola plays amazing saw on the album version.
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Poverty’s a crime in the poorhouse
And the punishment is life
The lucky ones work in the slaughterhouse
And the rest go under the knife
Hunger is a crime in the madhouse
Where the gutters are running with fat
Liberty depends on consumption
Is there anything wrong with that
Skin and bone, skin and bone, skin and bone
And you’re very very far from home, skin and bone
The wealthy starve for beauty
And the penniless starve for cash
So you sell yourself into slavery
And the money turns straight to ash
When the shark stops moving it dies
So we never more may sleep
We must keep on feeding the fires
That burn in the belly of the beast
The beggars bring the feast
Pile it high til the table groans
But it stinks of graft and corruption
We will fast to liberate our souls
Pile your hopes on a handcart
Cash ‘em in for nickels and dimes
Til your muscles ache from stooping
To get your hands down in the grime
