Another Sucka

iving in the city can be a gas

if you know what you do and watch your ass

when the pusher man comes up in your face

ignorance is bliss but just in case he tries

to stand in your way tell him no thank you have a nice day

'cause you don't want him to get mad

the result of a confrontation could be sad for you

so just go along your way

and when you cross the street make sure to pray

'cause the taxi drivers can get real crazy

and the cops they sometimes get hazy

while they sniff that coke off the dash,

And then crash oh my god another mistake

now you're flat just like a pancake

now when you make it to the other side of the street

the one-armed beggar man with no shoes on his feet

will ask you for a nickel or a dime

to get some coffee or a bottle of wine

that's when you give it up

there's another on his way

another sucka is born everyday

another sucka, another sad sucka

another sucker, is born everyday

Pitch man in his Mercedes stops at the light

all of the ladies are looking real sexy

trying to impress they are the best

I like the ones in the coffee houses

the way they give sloppy jobs through my trousers

they get hot drink decaf then they're off

so I guess I'll spend another night with your wife

go back home pick up the phone and have your phone sex

the next best thing to being there

'til I get my bill oh well yeah it was a thrill

While it lasted, but now you better turn up the stereo

and blast it to try and drown out the sound of my neighbors getting nasty

another sucka, another sad sucka

another sucka, is born everyday

But still I like the city in the summertime

Thrash gods wailing, they got me feeling fine

You see the brother lookin' like a broomstick

Once looked slick But he wouldn't put a rubber on his dick

Now his life's an open sore

And all his fine clothes they don't fit him no more

His body's at the tailor bein' fitted for a suit

for a noisy celebration

another sucka, another sad sucka

another sucka, is born everyday