Screaming vocals, blues guitar, fuzz bass, and industrial drums - produced to sound like it was recorded in a barn with one microphone. Hristo is an embodiment
The beggar man on Boylston
He ain’t shinin’ no shoes
He’s just collectin’ his paycheck
With the paper cup blues
He sleeps in front the church
With the red light on
You know the Father heats his room
Till the cold is gone
(chorus)
Where is the mercy?
Where is the pride?
I know I got an extra dollar
But I’ll keep it inside
It can’t be that hard to get
A goddamn job
But you rakin’ in more when
You live like a slob
(verse)
The reggae man all dirty
He ain’t singin’ no lines
There ain’t no tune
He just been knockin’ back wine
He hangs out in the store front
In the nice part of town
If you don’t wanna hear him
Then don’t put no money down
(chorus)
Where is the mercy?
Where is the pride?
I know I got an extra dollar
But I’ll keep it inside
It can’t be that hard to get
A goddamn job
But you rakin’ in more when
You live like a slob
(bridge)
Sleepin’ on the parkbench
Layin’ on the lawn
Woke up in the mornin’
By the break of dawn
Lookin’ through the garbage
For some food that ain’t all gone
How the hell did everything
Turn out so wrong?
