Voice Of The Poor Lyrics - More Late Night Transmissions With Jaya The Cat - Jaya The Cat

And when you said it was gonna be all-right 

we almost believed you 

It's the voice of the poor 

In a dying land 

The drunk and the drugged and the damned 

Emergency broadcast 

Straight out of babylon system 

As the night comes in 

It's the voice of the poor 

In a dying land 

The drunk and the drugged and the damned 

and it seems like sometimes 

that you're never gonna win 

and it all comes apart in the end 

Punch the clock and you suffer in silence 

Night's marked on the barstool spell out your sentence 

The table's fixed, take what you can get 

They cup your drinks while they steal your chips 

It's just a hand-out given with a fist 

Forced inoculation from self-improvement 

Sometimes you take just what you can get 

And if you rock the boat only you get wet 

You want answers, so the fuck do I 

You got problems, get the fuck in line 

And this world seems wicked and unpure 

And everyday you wake up it's just 

It's the voice of the poor 

In a dying land 

The drunk and the drugged and the damned 

Live and direct through the radio silence 

Loud into the emptyness 

and as the rain falls over the faithless 

I know there's a way but I just can't explain it 

nothing to offer, nothing to give 

happiness in this world is so goddamn expensive 

Lockdown the borders but the lines stay open 

Mainframe is hacked and the code is broken 

Shots ring out in the financial district 

As the words of the prophets are twisted 

They die for your sins but the bills keep coming in 

And it's never gonna end 

It's the voice of the poor 

In a dying land 

The drunk and the drugged and the damned 

Emergency broadcast 

Straight out of babylon system 

As the night comes in 

It's the voice of the poor 

And when you said it was gonna be all-right 

we almost believed you