Poor Poor Hos

poor poor ho's in the doorway

of the sliding store we play

basement shows next door

out on the corner can they

poor poor ho's hear us screaming

in the backyard drinking

on a rat-infested mattress further back

are they singing

i've got a name that you don't know

i've got a will that can't be bought and sold

i've got a secret i'm going down

but i won't lay my head on the ground

i was locked in the back of a squad car

dumb xxx cop left his backpack in there

reading his mail i almost got caught

when they opened the door to let me out

i coule smile to your face, sir

i could tell you a good lie

but my crime doesn't pay me

enough to go through the motions

i've got a name that you don't know

i've got a will that will not be controlled

ive got a secret i'm going down

but i won't lay my head on the ground

poor poor ho's when i

type out in the van tehy try

to sell me their skranky clothes

those

poor poor ho's