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