In the shadow of Manhattan Your smile is a tomb Your eyes are machine gun slits Pregnant with malice and doom In the shadow of Manhattan Your teeth become snakes Your arms turn into highways Swimming in gasoline lakes In the shadow of Manhattan Your soul is obsolete Your mouth's a giant cesspool Spewing endless concrete In the shadow of Manhattan Your birth is your death They keep filling you with fear Until your very last breath Behind every cloud There's more lies Behind every lie There's more clouds Behind every cloud There's more lies Behind every lie There's more There's more lies