Exile On Wall Street

Sidewalks are flooded with every wolf wanna-be You Gekko's a phone call away, but he's just out of reach Perched up in a high rise while buildings grow ever taller Why's everyone gotta be in everybody's business while behavior falters Keep walking through jaded valleys toward covered mirrors in a hallway You'll never truly see you actions until reflections are caught always Go easy on your lovelight Go easy on concrete Go easy in conclusions without all facts splayed at your feet Go easy in your bones when they feel like deceit Or you just might find yourself in exile on wall street There's vampires around every corner just waiting for their bloodlust chance Too many dreamers feel compelled to hover, they just want to get in your pants Too few exude patience or question why and what it's all worth Just like too many clowns stepping out of car canal like an endless birth There's escapees from the asylum, misguided voices preying on the scene Snorting themselves into oblivion, never finding it out what it all means There's blinding worship to the heavens as the devil sows your greed You can walk endless miles praying you don't get swallowed up by the sea You're caught in an endless ocean Currents caught you as you to breathe You're caught without knowing how they got their hooks into your meat You're caught in web of ego, feeling cut off at the knees Standing on your stumps in exile on wall street I saw you indiscreetly say "that's what we did" though no one else was there to see Maybe it's all in your mind how heroic you are, that's what it is for me There's a heavy toll at ornamental gates when the party reaches its peak Then comes the heavier crash when all the tips reward stupidity Tornados of dysfunction sit at tables of king makers' fleet Defacing spirit, collecting tokens from everyone that they meet Don't share that it's all out of tune when you're eyes and ears can't find the beat Stuck like a portrait of friendships, hanging fake currency won't help you eat You pay if you're worship Where pay's expected before belief You gotta pay with every drop of blood just to strive to be free You gotta pay a lifetime of good deeds to see the cosmos in a leaf While the wind blows all the trash toward exile on wall street