Wrong Side of the Tracks Lyrics


The line is drawn on roofs and freights.

Malcontent and misled youth.

Their stories told right there for you

on your everyday fucking commute.

Tourists need not apply.

Bystanders keep your fucking mouth shut.

Never question why

Until it hits home keep your fucking mouth shut.

Cause we'll fuck on the floors of all your posh board room crypts

and punch the smug fucking taste out of your mouth.

Not even your trust fund or inflated sense of self will save you.

Nothing will save you.

This is for the kids with no future

This is for the kids who never grow old

Complete disregard for caution or care

This is for the kids with no future