Shining city on the plain No more sorrow, no more pain City of rescue, I don't know Is that where all good people go? If that's where all good people go Leave me here, I tell you, no All good people in one place? Nary there an honest face The seer and the imbecile there in the garden meet What comes about as they nut it out there in the bower seat One of them picks the others brain, the other picks his feet The city enters into night, the day is fleet Well, I already know how to walk the line I already know how to read the signs I've been in the business of pleasing somebody All of the fucking time, so now I'm gonna run Wealthy city by the sea Got no room for people like me Can't see half what they can see City of rescue by the Semen and ovum there in the oven meet What comes about I have my doubt in that infernal heat It's not a billionth miracle that's brought up to the teat If it's sucking for the rest of its life and never free All alone outside of the city I don't even have it now With the burning rain of someone's pity Pattering on my brow It's a long, long way to rescue I didn't say goodbye to you Or make an empty gesture too Though many people showed me how Well, I already know how to walk the line I already know how to read the sign I've been in the business of pleasing somebody All of the fucking time so now I'm gonna run I don't know what I've been told I don't know what I've been told I don't know what I've been told I don't care what I've been told