go back to west new york
The time has come for hard words ancient thoughts lightning rod burn away this façade you polish up the rubbish set it shine on display want it more when they say welcome to the food court now go back to west new york we'll let you touch the merchandise but it's really not your sort welcome to the food court now go back to west new york there's so much to acquire and life is so short i might unball my fists if i knew what words were worth but it's so hard to strike a bargain when you sold your soul at birth damn you for this hunger some desire murdered joy give me strength to destroy can i smash your windows can i force you to feel what i feel you would kneel welcome to the food court.