Planet of Slums - Balboa, Rosetta

Forsake the wheat

To starve among the chaff

The slum heaves a sigh of relief

Another one consumed

Breathing in their own shit

Another fallow field

Let the rain come and wash away the misery from this city

Lying in heaps in the dirt

Waiting for the bulldozers to take us home

Take us home

Waiting for death to come

Lying in coffins

Waiting for death to come