Lyrics

names on the wall
lit up by glowing screens
horse in a stall
under signs flashing FREE FREE FREE
highest bitter brawl
go toward what’s pretty
work till last call
anything to make ends meet
feet bruised and blistered
a million steps to find a home
unwashed, unconsidered
but my shoes they shine like chrome
work till i’m bitter
till im underground in a catacomb
then you’ll find this writer
stuck in the weeds, overgrown

go faster
my jockey, my master
bet on the bastard
then come in last

room full of laughter
toasting champagne and higher costs
hang me from the rafters
a careless deed, lines crossed
the morning after
give a cold shoulder like frost
the only disaster
is thinking about all i’ve lost

go faster
my body, my master
bet on the bastard
then come in last
i’m coming last

i’m coming last
i’m coming last
i’m coming last
i’m coming last