Let me share the reason of your lecture for a change
Let me show you how we'll feel
Let me strap you down and put morphine in your veins
Let me share this bit of steel.
'Cause here come the state inspector
Doctored all the resident record
Truth is he really couldn't care less
It's just a function of the politics and business
Oh the squalor, oh the squalor
Let it empty me
If you ask your head
Then we've got your bed
It's no secret that you'll never leave
'Cause here comes that state inspector
Doctored all the resident record
Truth is he really doesn't care less
It's just a function of the politics and business
Deinstitutionalization
Had a wife but left her at the station
And there's women in the stair wells
When their love lives don't fair well
Whoring themselves away in the kitchen
But look she that women get dressed up
Put on her earrings and makeup
Oh and in another world
There's a long necked girl
That wishing she never been a grown up
Oh the squalor, oh the squalor
Let it empty me
Welcome to whatever god made do
It's no secret you'll never leave
Maybe today I won't get the wrong meds,
And maybe today I'll get my forty six cents
And maybe today I'll jump that barbed wired fence
And leave this place altogether
'Cause here come the state inspector
Doctored all the resident records
Truth is he really don''t care less
It's just a function of the politics and business
'Cause we're calling all the presidents men
Cause I showed him this room locks in
Do me a favour, won't you give me ten
So I can peek into the hallway again.
Oh the squalor, oh the squalor
Let it empty me
Welcome to whatever god made do
It's no secret you'll never leave
