Unanswered Prayers — текст песни (G.B.H.)

Well they paid him the advance,
and waited for the book.
But the writer didn`t care none,
no he didn`t give a F. F. F. F.
Fortune squandered,
he`s drugged up bad.
They called him insane,
the called him a fag.

Somewhere in the city,
unanswered prayers.
Somewhere in the city,
one man, one man dared.

He`s got `em searching the attic,
and tearing down walls.
Emptying cupboards,
and ripping up floors.
I know it`s here,
a secret told.
I`ll tell ya it`s true man,
it`s literate gold.

Slurring speech,
in interviews.
Looking a little fat.
Bloodshot eyes,
don`t forget the hat.
I know it`s here,
a secret told.
I tell ya` it`s true man,
only he knows,
only he knows,
only he knows where to bulldoze.