a sickening feeling in the stomach
discarded beer cans and cigars lie in the children's way
the king of sodom has found a new home
and it seems hes here to stay

smell the smell of vomit and urine mix
the disgusting signs of the fools a note
the stench drifts through the dark streets
as bile bubbles and boils within the throat

a filthy old hunchback offers a toothless grin
all which is left wheen his beer and money are spent
another slovenly pig passes in dirty rags
his pockets also empty his heart not content

inebriated old buzzards shout illiterate slurs
as drunken songs of merriment echo from clubs
childish behavior overtakes them
as they continue to file in and out of pubs

a feeling of filth overtakes like a plague
streets renewed from last night with scum
never cease to share the refuse with those nearby
a result of their actions a sum

better get to bed early
cause the dawns bringing light
to melt the living penalty
still unfit to fight

They are unaware.