tonight the city is full of morgues. and all the toilets are overflowing. there's shopping malls ripping out from the walls. as they walk out from the manure. that's why. I pay no mind. I pay no mind. I pay no mind. so give the finger to the folksinger. as he's....uh...y'know doing his thing. on the radio. sales ride low thru the garbage-pail glow. the radio ghetto-blasting sun. that's why. I pay no mind. I pay no mind. I pay no mind. so get out your lead-pipe pipe dreams. and get out your ten-foot flags. the insects are huge. the poison's all been used. the poison's all been used. that's why. I pay no mind. I pay no mind.