The lights are shining just for you,
the city that never sleeps is a warren of dreams.
A place for a fresh start, fresh faces,
a new crowd to ba a part of.
What could go wrong in a town so full of neon?
Well the people are just as rude as pigs
and they're lining up for the hangman
like he's giving out free candy.
No-one knows where they're going
but there has never been such a rush.
Your room may be high but you can still hear the noise,
the screams of the sirens and the roar of the engines.
You can hear the wimpers through the paperthin walls
and you don't know if you should call the cops.
The days go on forever and you wonder where is the night,
why did you ever want all this light?
The dope doesn't help you sleep like they said,
it just makes you sick, thinking of home.
Now you know why the train took so long.
But don't you worry, don't give a care
soon you won't miss the sky.
The smog won't make you choke,
you'll sleep bathed in light
blissfully unaware in the big bad city.
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