jacked-up junkies
dirty drunkies
colleagues that’re ass-lickin’ flunkies
gutted cars
sleazy strip bars
stoners who claim they’ve come from Mars
steamin’ dog shit
damp blobs of spit
men who claim to love you before they hit
beam me up, Scotty
cuz planet Earth is whack
beam me up, Scotty
I’ll never ask you to come back
welfare mommas
baby daddy dramas
kids wanderin’ the streets in threadbare pajamas
teens in detention
workers on suspension
news headlines too awful to mention
street musicians
corrupt politicians
ordinary folk on desperate missions
beam me up, Scotty
I’m drownin’ in fear
beam me up, Scotty
cause I don’t like it here
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