Inbred high rollers, luck seeking prowlers
Welcome to your dream, the sin headquarters
Just step on in, sit back, enjoy the show

Strung out ether trippers, underage strippers
Join the tired ranks of long drink sippers
Put in a coin and find yourself on the front row

All roads lead to Parasite City
Where the shoes are clean but the moral's shitty
The shit is coming down
But I feel no pity

Born again sinners, slot machine winners
The city council revel in tax paid dinners
It's a two-faced town where they just don't care

Cold gold diggers, rock'n' roll niggers
A downward spiral that ends with pulled triggers
And if I was you I'd get out of there

All roads lead to Parasite City
Where the shoes are clean but the moral's shitty
The shit is coming down
But I feel no pity