Ain't it funny how the city never sleeps?
From up here I can see the whole piece.
Heard that they look ants but I think they look like sheep or something that you can scrape from the bottom of your feet.
Traffic lanes like the veins of a body, commerce is the cancer like a Trojanist offering, they watch what cells to white cells remain eroding that growth is going burst inside the coffin, tell them that I watch the city burn like Nero in an oprah.
Watch them stoke the fire with their stocks and auctions, truths and illusions, stops on an option I will not cry for Gothamcos I could never shed a single tear from an eye for a city so obsessed with I that they all went blind.
Couldn't see the forest through the trees that they chopped down until their children couldn't even breathe.
I've been told, the city never sleeps.
They say they need a hero, don't they?
Where I hope, that they don't turn to me.
Cos I don't wanna be the one here waiting.
I've been told, the city never sleeps.
They say they need a hero, don't they?
Where I hope, that they don't turn to me.
Cos I don't wanna be the one here waiting.
They built the city on a vicious cycle, let their children smoke for their own survival.
The citizens choke while the figures look ppositive, they'll only stop if it costs more for when they light one.
Same goes for the pokies and the junkies, they'll deal with their problems when they feel it in their money's.
So when they come running and they look to me for help, shine a beacon in the sky.
You can tell them that I turn a blind eye to the city as its savior as they turn a blind eye to criminal behavior.
The safest place left will be the place where they locked up the people who couldn't afford their way to justice.
As the flames rise, let them run to the sea and flee to the boats as ironic refugees.
May the last thing they see be the earth reclaim its lease from the land they seized still welcomes here in peace.
I've been told, the city never sleeps.
They say they need a hero, don't they?
Where I hope, that they don't turn to me.
Cos don't wanna be the one here waiting.
I've been told, the city never sleeps.
They say they need a hero, don't they?
Where I hope, that they don't turn to me.
Cos I don't wanna be the one here waiting.