Even in my room, the streets they shake and hiss
Men's lives kick dust and fall apart
while I sit in here and hide from it
Babbling saints just rot scraping up a buck
'God blesssing' about a god
that clearly doesn't give a fuck
Money talks a tongue
and he don't understand
Staring hopelessly at me I'll toss a
sorry man in a wilted hand
You could live and die
without even moving
Got that human glow
but no man is an island
She fell asleep again in spite of the cocaine
Her arms just flail like headless snakes
dying by their fangs
The way she turns her hands up when she sleeps
You can see her future and her past
and what's boiling underneath
She don't know
she don't know what she does
But you can say the same stupid shit
about anyone of us
You could live and die
without even moving
Got that human glow
but no man is an island.