Текст песни Caliginocity / The Sweeper - Chill Bump

Lucifer lurks til early morning hours
Night time falls, foulness is all around us
Lucifer lurks til early morning hours
Night time falls, foulness is all around us
We can feel an evil force and power
Corner's crowded. We witness scrawny cowards start a war with bouncers
Bums shouting get off the corner pall, the corners ours
They downing watered-down brews, leaking in water fountains
Shorty got pounded for his outfit
His corpse is on the floor surrounded
By cops, no one is shocked or astounded
Whores get out to work the corners, can't afford to shower
They scavenge in trash for a half devoured quarter pounder
Rich broads love snorting powder, they bought a quarter ounce of
Blow, thought it was pure, but it was normal flour
Horny prowlers pounse on drousy broads who wander out a
Bar, when they get drunk and kicked out for snoring on the counter
Lucifer lurks til early morning hours
Night time falls, foulness is all around us
Lucifer lurks til early morning hours
Night time falls, foulness is all around us
Shit is evil, in this city everything's illegal
Giddy people give their drinks a refill, slip in wee pills til they
Tripping, sweating, stripping, dancing, fucking, feeling gleeful
There's wiffs of weed smoke, md fucking with these kids libido
Criminals ditch their P.O's, kids be flipping kilos
A trick gets beaten by her pimp over shit that she owe
Bitches need blow, beef over twisted egos
Freaks blow strangers in bathrooms that reak of piss and B.O
A fiend is jonesing for his needle, it's the ring for Smeagul
He gone steal from a dizzy female victim feeling feeble
Dios Mio. Please beware of Mr.Pedo
He go rape a teen and steal her soul behind the grim cathedral
Lucifer lurks in every city we go
The devil's at work and hustling
Incognito. Lucifer lurks in every city we go
The devil's at work and hustling incognito
Lucifer lurks til early morning hours
Night time falls, foulness is all around us
Lucifer lurks til early morning hours
Now the streets are hungover, they feeling sore and sour
Condoms and vomit on the pavement
Blood and cups everywhere
The sweeper sweeps up the traces