The rising moon faces the sickening sun
as the lights in the towers go on one by one
A big shot, overlooking this black iron skyline
Surrounded by the symbols of prosperity
Sits back in his new leather chair
ripped off the back of some unfortunate beast
I'm smiling thorough my teeth
Anybody can be a millionaire
so everybodys gotta try
but by the laws of this human jungle
only the heartless willl survive
And down there for the grace of God
Go I
The smoke and the steam and the brokendown dreams
The hope and hunger, fustration and anger
The little drunken lives
driven through the traffic lights
And away from who they are
But I've been thinking of you
In this great city of of great solitude
Crossin the central reservation of my imagination
Searchin for the world ...I left behind
A shadow hunting shadows..of childhood life
It's all I want...and all I miss
but how can I return to a place that don't exist
Too Mombasa to Miami, Beirut to Bangladesh
I've flown around the world standing on the wing of a jet
Tryin to salvage my emotions
from the bottom of the oceans
Y'see I sold my soul to pay for my dinner
My stomach grew fatter, but my heart grew thinner
I ain't foolin I'm fallin
Iwasn't wicked just weak
I ain't lyin, I'm dyin, crippled by deceit...................
