In The City Songtext
von Dave Sharp

Smokestack in a rain storm
Wrong way to move on
Iron chain is too long
No moon, the sun gone

Rode up on a lifeline
Tracks up on a train line
Dead dog and a bad luck
Rat hole and a thin line
Bus ride and a Greyhound
Waking up in a bad land
Warm heart and cold hands
I can′t sit and I can't stand

Thank God on a bad day

Bad job and a low pay
No ride and no way
Be up again someday


Way down in the city
Way down in the city
Ain′t nothing too pretty
Way down in the city

Fat cat on a gunboat
Wage stunt, gun choked
Bad rust and bad smoke
I get upset and I no joke
Greenhouse and big heat

Dead trees and dead meat
Fast food you can't eat
Starved kids and deadbeat
Toll free to hostage
Bank raid, get rich
Fuel pump and oil slick
Black gold and you dig

Six feet, a gravestone
Testify
Burned up and a done wrong, man
You know I just can't get satisfied


Way down in the city
Way down in the city
Ain′t nothing too pretty
Way down in the city, scream

Straight down state street
Hot tub and hair grease
Dog pound and big freeze
Bad trouble and police

Streets back and switchblades
No saint or crusade
Long trail to no place
This land that God made
White world and moonshine

Black bear and a bad time
Lost sight and I gone blind
Last chance of a lifetime
Black deuce, love stone
White rose, milestone
Southbound and unknown
Last stop to headstone

Way down in the city
Way down in the city
Ain′t nothing too pretty
Way down in the city

Way down in the city
Way down in the city
Ain't nothing too pretty
Way down in the city

Way down in the city
Way down in the city
Ain′t nothing too pretty
Way down in the city