Baltimore Blues No. 1

Kiss all your saviors goodbye Offer them up to the dead No kidding you know who's right And whose got a price on their head No doubt I'd sell you all out For a pocket full of silver and gold Way back when, when they made me one of them Don't you know they're gonna' save my soul I can't hang around with you like this my friend Our time has come to an end I can't play around with you no more No, I'm seeing this open door And I know you saw right through me Afraid I'm taking you for a ride But when you're dead you're dead When you're gone you're gone I got my conscience at both of my sides I set out to disappear And out there I found a new home But listen Jack, you're on the wrong side of the tracks At least now I don't have to walk it all alone Can you hear the sound of the crawling flesh? Now can you smell the burning desire? This place is too small to hide All the ghosts that's kicking around inside What this town was entirely built upon You can find it right between the eyes Its a bullet hole that'll steal your soul And roll you for your money and your diamonds