Dante Dangling from a Noose by Thought Industry Lyrics

Michigan Avenue and a Smoke

I've lost hope for me today. Last pack of smokes. The
Busstop's a bleak walk through hell. I'm drunk and lonely
Ten cents could shred some time

I've lost faith in me today. Clothes lacking style. Forty
Left to construct. Bookworm. Sexless. The dropbox a
Rude walk through hell. I'm drunk and lonely. Eight dimes
Could kill some time

Ireland cry seizure bound. A rouge from Holyhead
Manhattan grotto lie. It seems so premarital. Well, I must
Destroy myself. I have twenty dollars

In hell, I'm drugged and lonely. Ten bucks could rape
Some time