Another day, another dollar Another sacrificial lamb Another coin, another toss Another siren in the night Burnin' up the walls 'Cause I got no more to give
I don't care anymore This is just the place I live
My city is a junkyard, graveyard Suicide machine Sick and sadistic, opportunistic Backstabbin' madman runnin' the scene My city is a drug den, playpen Mountain of trash Spreadin' like a disease My city is a last-chance ride To the land of broken dreams
Another night, another street The lines are drawn, the lines are crossed A moment comes, the battle's done The remaining virtue lost Oh, breakin' down the walls In a world that doesn't give
They don't care anymore This is just the place they live
My city is a junkyard, graveyard Suicide machine Sick and sadistic, opportunistic Backstabbin' madman runnin' the scene My city is a drug den, playpen Mountain of trash Spreadin' like a disease My city is a last-chance ride To the land of broken dreams
As the years go by You start to wonder why Still, the dream is kept alive And the fool's desire Only feeds the fire Ooh, the fire's burnin' bright
In the darkest stench of this decay Tattered town rises From the raw energy below The new Babylon's ablaze In pillars of fire Decadence, passion and desire It's sin city, anger city My city
My city is a junkyard, graveyard Suicide machine Sick and sadistic, opportunistic Backstabbin' madman runnin' the scene My city is a drug den, playpen Mountain of trash Spreadin' like a disease My city is a last-chance ride To the land of broken dreamsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
