Down On Freestreet Lyrics - Hellacopters

Down on free street 

Buried six feet down 

In a one horse 

Carefully locked door town 

Where no one ever comes around 

There ain't nothing there to be found 

An eye for an eye 

Pound for pound 

Blown up yet minimal 

Built up by criminal hands 

To the republic, it's sick 

For which it stands 

There's a man on desolation row 

Reaping fruits that someone else has sown 

And a prime time appearance 

On a television show 

You know the sheep are ridden with disease 

And I'm down on bending knees 

The tumor's spreading oh so fast 

The remedy will never last 

The die's been cast 

And the deadline's past 

There's a crying beholder 

But no one told her why