Lyrics:

you've got a close eye on the world outside
from the inside of your cage
you're staring through the cracks in the drapes for a key
with a midget on your back goin blind and mean
how much could you ask for
how much would you ask for

something of use will come
of these worn out shoes
something of use will come
of these painful dues

the bastard's wearing the dresses now
he bitches no one calls him by his name
my baby she's got the blues
another rapist grows into his running shoes
how much could you ask for
how much would you ask for

dear god can't you just leave me alone
said the martyr to the thief
there's not enough room in this reflection for two
and now one of us is gonna have to leave in peace
someday something of use will come
of these dried up tears
something of use will come
of the blood and the blues if we waste another year
it's always someday

you lift yourself from the gutter to the grave
they'll fax you your last rights
well maybe I said everything is all right
well they're just not unbearable

yet how much would you
ask for how much could you ask for
someday something of use will come
of these lives that we choose
someday something of use will come
of the blood and the blues of this wasted youth
something of use will come.