[Verse 1]
Look, there’s “Hard-Luck” Willie
He begs for bucks sometimes
He ain’t never bothered nobody
And nobody bothered to hand him a dime
He don’t wanna work
‘Cause he looks like a bum
And he stinks like a Turk
But he’ll survive, they say
To urinate where you eat someday
[Pre-Chorus]
Leave this life behind you, honey
And don’t you ever come back
These streets are paved with violence
Broken dreams, and vials of crack
So sick of living in a city
Where ignorance is truly bliss
Mass transit, Penn Station, ass rancid
With the stench of piss
[Chorus]
The stench of piss
The stench of piss
The stench of piss
The stench of piss
The stench of piss
[Verse 2]
Why do they call him Willie?
And what will he do for money?
Will he sell his ass and get cash for sex?
What will he think of next?
Got a couple of johns on file
He was willing to serve with a smile
So, he sold himself for the price of a fix
And the next day, Willie called in sick
[Pre-Chorus]
Leave this life behind you, honey
And don’t you ever come back
These streets are paved with violence
Broken dreams, and vials of crack
So sick of living in a city
Where ignorance is truly bliss
Bus terminal, Port Authority, porta-potty
With the stench of piss
[Chorus]
The stench of piss
The stench of piss
The stench of piss
The stench of piss
The stench of piss
[Solo]
[Bridge]
They cry as they lie in their filth
I call it a crime
So drunk they can drown in their puke
Of bile and wine
Defecation, in general, can heat-seal your nose
With a kiss
So, don’t bother holding your breath
Inhale some of this
[Refrain]
Some of this
Some of this
Some of this
Some of this
[Chorus]
The stench of piss
The stench of piss
The stench of piss
The stench of piss
The stench of piss
[Outro]
Oh! Take a whiff!