It's Electric

In the barren fields of the inner city
Walks a man, he can't be named
He sees you want to breathe
Fresh tumbleweed
He's got nothing in his hand

As one of the walking wounded
You'll pray to be free from sin
Just as back in the day
Before our cut sack kicked in
And as I am losing my shade
And you think I couldn't get any lower
I'll be sure to pick kerosene over gasoline
Because it burns so much slower

It's electric - It's in your eyes
Unreceptive
You're the nameless, the shameless

My blood is all over, all over these streets
This place is mine, it belongs to me
One thing I learned is never to share
And let no man walk by and mark

But I am wired with too many voices
I just can't seem to get through
You're cut loose, but voiceless
And you still don't have a clue
As to why I am the shadow in the
Corner, in the shower, in the slammer
As to why I'll be the hard-on
You couldn't knock down with a hammer

It's electric - It's in your eyes
Unreceptive
You're the nameless, the shameless