I'm the inner city zombie I'm on tin canned energy I'm the inner city zombie Waste age generation chic
I'm the inner city zombie Every bar is heaven sent I'm the inner city zombie I eat dogs and now payed rents
I'm the inner city zombie Every day is halloween I'm the inner city zombie Hear me howlin' through the streets Bombed out seven days a week Empty bankaccounts a curse
Can't think of anythingworse It's an enemy It's the worst Life can't really get much worse
I got big enemies Empty bankaccounts are hell My bankaccounts my enemy
I got one big enemy Every bar is heaven sent Dog food days and even payed rents
