All is quiet on the western front; there appears to be a lull,
John and Jane Doe are sleeping well tonight, with the little thoughts inside their skulls,
Salom?, she's undressed to the nines and, although a few pounds fatter, she got Pavlov's bells on her ankles and wrists,
She coming at you with a platter.

So I stole down to the waterfront to escape the desert heat,
Oh, what on earth you gotta do around here to try and get yourself a drink'
Heard John the Baptist preaching, "Make way for the king...but if you want to recognise him, you gotta tell me all your sins."

They are building a new gallows when you show up on the street,
Polishing the electric chair; they're gonna give you a front row seat,
Heard a sneer outside the garden, salutation so well heeled,
Welcome, all you suckers, to Struggleville.

I've been trying to negotiate peace with my own existence,
She got a stockpile full of weaponry; she breaking every cease-fire agreement,
Oh, the whole thing is full of decay, as sure as I'm made of dust,
And into rust I know the beast is falling.

They are building a new gallows for when you show up on the street,
Polishing the electric chair; they're gonna give you a front row seat,
Heard a sneer outside the garden, salutation so well heeled.

Final stop - no points beyond Struggleville,
Oh, welcome, all you suckers, to Struggleville.