Spreading the Disease

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. Sixteen and on the run from home, found a job in Times Square, working Live S&M Shows. Twenty-five bucks a fuck and John is a happy man. She wipes the filth away and is back on the streets again. Spreading the disease everybody needs but no one wants to see. Father William saved her from the streets and she drank the lifeblood from the saviour's feet. She is Sister Mary now, eyes as cold as ice, he takes her once a week on the altar like a sacrifice. Spreading the disease everybody needs but no one wants to see. Religion and sex are powerplays, manipulate the people for the money they pay. Selling skin, selling God, the numbers look the same on their credit cards. 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 stay poor and the rich get rich and the cops get paid to look away as the one percent rules America. Spreading the disease everybody needs but no one wants to see the way society keeps spreading the disease.