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I wander through each fluorescent light

Near where the infidels dost go,

And see in every beautiful face

Such emptiness and sorrow



In every tap of every foot In every empty bottle,

In every singing voice , in every song,

every woman and every man

Lost in discontent. So long.





Masked by smiles and cocaine and Madonna’s tunes

How the hapless dancer sighs

And lost love runs and spills until dispelled

Between a virgins thighs.



How the dee-jay’s cry

Laments the sentiments of those that pose

Doused in drunk depravity

As the jungle beat implodes.