Skid Row

When you live on the streets you get the itch to kill For when the law's by your side it's just dragging you to jail You can loath the concrete, you can pop another pill You can work your whole life, or you can live it in a cell The junkies in the alleys are withdrawing again Mothers, and fathers can't afford to pay rent Minimum wage ain't enough to live Drug deals keep the roof above our heads What are you gonna do when you get hurt? Without health insurance you'll be out of work McDonald's doesn't hire convicted criminals The streets are as fair as they are edible Seven days a week working a nine to nine And you're still surviving off nickels & dimes Cutting corners with every necessity you buy Hoping someday your family will thrive Grandmas chronic pain requires painkillers Without a prescription you purchased from drug dealers Now the war on drugs has you serving time Now your record is stained from a petty crime When you live on the streets you get the itch to kill For when the law's by your side it's just dragging you to jail You can loath the concrete, you can pop another pill You can work your whole life, or you can live it in a cell