Rubber & Bone - The Growlers

No pretty trees here

No sweet tea breeze

You’d better leather wrap your baby feet

Lift your chin up

Connect your eyes

To the half-dead with hearts still alive

Yes they have names too

(Don't forget)

It could happen to you

(You will too)

Starving souls need fed

(Out of respect)

Recognize our living dead

(Won't forget)

Downtown is a ghetto

Where the curbs have space

There’s humans, abandoned

Compliant hard lines

Through their hopeless faces

No dirt to comb

Green grass to mow

Broken glass

Old rubbers and bones

Where the river dumps

Our trash and smut

Under our fingernails

Under our rug

Yes they have names too

(Don't forget)

It could happen to you

(You will too)

Starving souls need fed

(Out of respect)

Recognize our living dead

(Won't forget)

Downtown is a ghetto

Where the curbs have space

There’s humans, abandoned

Compliant hard lines

Through their hopeless faces

Fiending for a handout

Handshaking uptime

Shake a microcosm

Into the center of your mind…

Yes they have names too

(Don't forget)

It could happen to you

(You will too)

Starving souls need fed

(Out of respect)

Recognize our living dead

(Won't forget)

Downtown is a ghetto

Where the curbs have space

There’s humans, abandoned

Compliant hard lines

Through their worn out faces

Downtown is a ghetto

Where the curbs have space

There’s humans, abandoned

Compliant hard lines

Through their hopeless faces