Dogtown

Past the scrap metal siding, a cart built for shopping is full of bottles and
cans
Where the water is treated nobody is needed and it seems to run itself
In the road there’s a man with a crowbar in hand getting pushed all the way down
Out of Dogtown
The gnashing of gears is quiet around here, it’s done over drinks somewhere
But the scourge they have sewn is bigger than us all
A creeping plague can’t be paid off
Dumpsters on fire
Shoes on a wire
Devil’s a liar
In the road there’s a man with the world in his hand
Stolen land, breaking ground
Down in Dogtown
The ones you defeated
The love has receded
It can’t be completed now