Kings Cross

Kings Cross;
Peter Sokolowskyj: 31-March-1999

Kings Cross  whisper provides a range of deadly drugs,
Tale of abusing substances sold by rich greedy thugs.
Your illusion lies waiting to be purchased in the street,
Try a local restaurant, ask a copper working the beat.
Rich thugs wait at tables, ready to make crafty deal,
Fantasies await your pleasure when right color is real
Some that are desperate will go about to rob and steal
Stoned near death daily the illusion they need to feel.
Rich thugs don’t use the stuff; they sell it just for greed
Selling all kinds of poison poorer kids use and need.
Tourists bring in more dollars coppers set their baits
Prossies sell their butts, high rents dont compensate.
Cops patrol in disgust just turn their backs day by day,
Silly people always buy that are just such easy prey.
Great stuff for the economy, the tax-free dollars raised
Gangsters selling death the community always praise
Kings Cross whisper provides a range of deadly drugs,
Tale of abusing substances sold by rich greedy thugs.