Chinatown Bench That Handsome Devil

Shhhakin' uncontrollably
Clouds slowly movin' over me
Soakin', openin' a cold one
With his broken teeth
Up against a coke machine
S'posed to be goin' clean
The words a distant joke
Of oka-doakalee's and Ovaltine
And nobody is noticing
There's something bubbling underneath
Something ugly running deep
Beneath the blood, scum, and sleaze
Things that make your stomach weak
(Ha ha ha)
How scary is the devil if you enjoy his company?

They say god will save meh (me)
But will he get me high?
C'mon you a friendly guy
You won't let me die

They say god will save meh
But I've already tried too many time
Many many, many many, many times

Freaking amazin' wake up mornin's
Can't believe I made it
These ain't my friends
They cheap replacements
Secret agent imitation
School tough guys and athletes
Nasty ass crack fiends
Backstreet blocks
And matches plucks?
A rats cross the tracks in the trash heaps
Boxes, smashed glass stacked deep
And cats feast on half eaten crab meat
Scatter in the lights of passing taxis
Death ain't happy
No catchy ads as seen on TV but it's caffeine and fat free