outcome

seventeen years in the city, static clinging to the ceiling, never did i think it would come to this, never did i think it would come to this, bright cops and cheerleaders, eyebrows painted on their heads, a mouthful of rotting cavities, drinking coca-cola in the street, never did i think it would come to this, never did i think it would come to this, shot in the leg, shot in the leg, my leg is a bone, nobody home, my hand is a wire, the skies are fire, the drums are beating, pistols and jeans, left for dead, left for dead, left for dead, dead as a fly