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Suits and Tuxedos,
This is a failing scenery,
Lounge lizards lurking,
Holy rollers and slut machines

Bright lights and a tempting city,
I'm standing in its streets,
Never knew that this much money
could make so many men hungry,

My words are meaningless though,
You've got to see this to believe this,
An Architecture with intentions
to seduce our senses, to quell our inhibitions,

When they speak with an open mouth,
All I see are dollar signs,
Can't keep the quarters from coming out,
Is it that you are rigged?
An algorithm intent on cracking ribs,
They'll case the floors,
Room by room until they find you,
They don't mind a little gore,
If the price is right they'll tape you tight,
An olfactory presence adorned by
Rotting smells and shotgun shells,
Show a little teeth,
A pint of blood sprayed right into and
between cavities,

Right before you pass out
Give them a handshake,
Roll out your snake eyes,
Greet the devil with a grin,
You win