Oh yes, this placeused to house a hunger.
This place used to contain a need so great,
I would come most nights to feed it.

This was once my opium den,
my favored whore house.
This was my den of iniquity.
This is where I’d go
to let it all hang out.

They razed that place.
They cleared it
to simply build another business.

It does not seem to feed anyone’s needs
the way it used to feed mine.