Where the Sewer Meets the Sea - Beaten Back To Pure

Oceanview is like nowhere you’ve ever been before

Gypsy haven, whiskey heaven, white trash shangri-lai

The only way I believe I will be able to leave is in a pine box

Now that’s a fuckin' shame

Knee deep in hooker cum

She fits so nicely in the trunk

Body parts work well as chum

I do my part to clean up the streets

Pro-active in every phase

The ocean makes infidels pay

Time for the rise of shame

Get down on all fours, I draw my clawhammer

And reign down its vengeance on whores

If you want crack, you got it

I will put the brakes on self indulgence

Your sunken eyes bring disgrace

I’m nature’s helping hand.

I’m tired of whores and junkies

I look around and don’t think it’s just me

Take a long walk off of Harrison’s Pier

And drown, where the sewer meets the sea