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Spreading the Disease by Queensryche

She always brings me what I need
Without i beg and sweat and bleed
when we're alone at night waiting for the call
she feeds my skin

16 and on the run from home
found a job at times square workin' live S&M shows
25 bucks a f**k and John's a happy man
she wipes the filth away and it's back on the streets again

spreading the disease
everybody needs
but noone wants to see

father William saved her from the streets
she drank the life blood from the saviors feet
she's sister Mary now, eyes as cold as ice
he takes her once a week on the alter like a sacrifice

spreading the disease
everybody needs
but noone wants to see

religion and sex are power plays
manipulate the people for the money they pay
selling skin, selling god
the numbers look the same on their credit card

politicians say no to drugs
while we pay for wars in South America

fighting fire with empty words
while the banks get fat
and the poor get poorer
and the rich get richer
and the cops get paid
to look away
as the one percent rules america

spreading the disease
everybody needs
but noone wants to see
the way society
keeps spreading the disease