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We're all the mercy of shrunken headsBells are ringing of a cleaner timeThere ain't no washing hangin' out on the line anymoreSomething died and I don't know whenBut it's funkier now that it ever was thenNothin' matters anymoreThe rich get richer, and the poor get sorerThe heart of the city is dilapidatedWho's gonna save us from these shrunken headsOn a windy day where no one smilesOn a pleasure-less beach on a go-go-golden mileIn a sad cafe eating day old breadAnd I tip the angry actressWith pockets full of shrunken headsWindows barred, exhausted dullThe smell of decay is miserableDangerous streets where the dealers ruleLie litter strewn around a frozen schoolNothin' matters anymoreThe rich get richer, and the poor get sorerYou took our loyalty and you tore it to shredsSongtexteWe're all the mercy of shrunken headsNothing matters anymoreThe rich get richer, and the poor stay sorerAnd the heart of the city is red-carpetedFreaks of nature, shrunken headsShrunken heads decide my fateIt used to be 10, now it's 10:08We ain't got the answers, it's complicatedI wouldn't bet any money on shrunken headsWhere you're born is the luck of the draw Aus Songtexte Mania