The Mark

"The Mark" Head down in the crowd Loud wet market way down town Merchants frown but take the cash Non digital, got no pass Citizen second class Moving fast to dodge the mass Of cathode rays and microwaves Scanning crowds for dissidents Dodging the rays, hiding out of sight Lost in alleyways, trying to survive the night Evading the pills, dodging the shots A bladerunner said that the shots cause clots Low on credits, just five left Not enough to eat Bet the last with a chance to win Or go another night unfed Lucky strike, got twenty five Old meat fried, no insect hive I'd rather die than take the mark Dodging the rays, hiding out of sight Lost in alleyways, trying to survive the night 7G metal blade for protection, dipped in shit In a Faraday cage to avoid detection With revenge marked in the grip I'd rather die than take the mark Dodging the rays, hiding out of sight Lost in alleyways, trying to survive the night Dodging the rays, hiding out of sight Lost in alleyways, trying to survive the night