Daycare Swindlers — Sick Design lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Sick Design" by Daycare Swindlers.
Lyrics
Cold and flatback, steel-faced, iron-clad
Sold like a priceless piece of real estate, so sad
Three nights shacked up, shackled down, fucked up
Starin' over smoke stacks burning black and piles of crack
Living in the big store, shopping in the meat aisle
Stick it in your coat at the checkout counter
I’m so insignificant, can’t afford to pay my rent
I’m kicked out on the street: no food, no cash, no place to sleep
Now I waste away my time
I’m one with this land of mine
Break free from this sick design
Break free from this sick design…
Garbage cans and remains of every passing day
All for this great big display, wipe your ass and throw it away
People say we live in heaven
Heaven for me was never like this and I don’t know where you live
Brown water, big rats
Another day it all turns black
And then we’ll have nowhere to stack this misery worn on our backs
People say we live in heaven
Heaven for me was never like this and I don’t know where you live
I don’t know where you fucking live…
This sick design, break free from this sick design…