Wild in the sewers,
Sometimes it gets you down,
Wild in the sewers,
Sewer or later, I'll see you around,
Where are you going,
What are you gonna do,
You can't pull yourself up out of the sewer,
It's become attached to you
Run, run out the window,
Nothing left to do,
Baby you'll crash, crash in the sewer,
Maybe you'll like it there in your forty-dollar shoes
And die, die in the sewer,
Nothing left, not a clue,
Don't ask me why, 'cause I don't know why,
I won't take a side, not a sewercide
Well, why do I always get this feeling?
Over and over again,
It's the same thing that happens, baby, face the windows,
And I really have this feeling that I won't be around for too long,
Maybe take a boat to Hong Kong,
It's the same lousy story from forty-four stories up,
It'll just take a second of your time to jump out the window,
It'll just take a second of your time
Stick your head in the gravy sewer clown,
Sewer-cide, sewercide, sewer-cycle, sewer-michael,
The whole goddamn city's a sewer and that ain't nothing new,
There's no place left to run away to, and nothing you can do,
Just go wild in the sewers baby,
Think about it in the English disco,
Think about it now,
Think about it,
Sewercide