Backstreet
Sirens wail, "don't come too close!"
Filthy points eat skin and vein;
in the backstreet.
Silver betrayal deals for a soul,
and they steal away their prize
in the backstreet.
Love for sale! All can afford!
The union explodes; children crying
in the backstreet.
"Stripe for stripe! Lay down your bet!"
On his shoulders, a nation of evil;
In the backstreet.
Black death aims true, and
loser takes all-
in the backstreet.
He took their pain and held no grudge.
In bond, he was their salvation, and they go free--
they still do.
In the backstreet.