Sewers of Bangkok

歌詞

Sewers of Bangkok That's what they call me From the jungle towns To the slums of the city I've seen the Devil The charming stranger And I've seen the Devil The old bone crusher I'm The Sewers of Bangkok And everything rolls off my back I'll have coffee and sweetcakes For everyone stuck on the losing track The kids picking garbage The old folks who live by the trains I'll wash all their feet with my tears And their hearts with the summer rain There's an order in the world But it's hidden from our view It's in traffic jams and zip codes In the early morning blue In the third world hostess Who's turning 33 The tenant farmer The plane that crashed at sea I'm the Sewers of Bangkok...