Lyrics

Two bird cages in a window sill Ten chickens in a yard Three Isuzus in one driveway A singing butcher at the grocery store A neighborhood dealer with a grin full of tinfoil A lost cat flyer blowing down the road Everybody sees Curtis on the corner Cause his afro is so big The wedding dress store is doing real good Gang bangers noising up the neighborhood Order my pizza through the bulletproof glass White folks never come down here Pitbull singing to a police siren Local pimp is chewing on a rib Eleven immigrants all staring at a driver A missionary Mormon in a cheap black suit I pan across the preacher getting his shoe shined A billboard selling drugged up milk A dead bottle rocket on my front porch The rich get rich The poor get poorer It's the same old story In fact it's kind of boring There's a nice pair of shoes hanging from a telephone wire