Pity Animal - United Nations

A stray: A stray dog

A stray thought

A scrap for the hunger machine

A sign says

«Turn back Don’t trust them here»

A symbol for dishonest men

Sleep in the streets

Run in the gutters

Head in your hands

Heart in your mother’s mistakes

Away

A way to forget them

And a fix to keep others at bay

Spare change but keep

All your sympathy

These days the kids

All have plenty to spare

Sleep in the streets

Run in the gutters

Head in you hands

Follow your father’s footsteps

Run

Sleep in the streets

Run in the gutters

Head in your hands

Blood in your country’s teeth

Runaway

Run

To light cigarettes in boxcars

And play «Boat dreams…»

On broken guitars

To walk all night

With shoes full of blood

And fade in daytime

Movie theaters

To read that

«Life was a vast glowing empty page»

And we were free

We were free

To wake up

With a needle in you arm

And throw it all away

You threw it all away

To just become

Another dog off it’s leash

Just a fucking pity animal

Sleeping in the streets

To just become another dirty word

Painted on a wall

Just a pity fucking animal

Sleeping in the Streets

Running in the gutters

Your head in you hands

But your face

Isn’t on any milk cartons

Run run run

Don’t call me

From your nightmare