Gommorah (A Nursery Rhyme)

Come on down and see me You know my name well
I’m everything you read
I’ve got it to sell
The ladies on my street
Aren’t there for their health
Welfare checks don’t pave
The road to much wealth
The cat and the rat things
Go bump through the night
They’ll come do a dance thing
Just turn off your light
Gommorah is a nursery rhyme
You won’t find in the book
It’s written on your city’s face
Just stop and take a look
A story of pure hate
With pictures between
A tale for your kids
To help them to dream
Sleep now little children
Don’t lose your way
'Cos tourists don’t see things
In the clearness of day
Gommorah is a nursery rhyme
You won’t find in the book
It’s written on your city’s face
Just stop and take a look