Sin Of The City lyrics
Coat check girl up in Happyland
Has a violent row with a Cuban man Julio leaves in a drunken rage Comes back with the gasoline The club has no fire exit The club had no door Only five people came out alive The sin is that 89 died 89 dead 89 dead 89 dead 89 dead The sin is that a year and a half Before the fire chief's out And he's raising cain brands Happyland hazzard close down but no. No-one ever paid him no mind City living heavy trouble City living rough We are given angry heart But angers not enough Daily News reviews of the landlords life Found six thousand code violations light. The city has more a hundred thousand wars All for one of Forbes' Four Hundred whores. Just one fire cracker on a big bonfire Of self serving penny pinching wiseguy style. Never allowing for the human condition. The sin is that these guys survive. City living heavy trouble City living rough. We are given angry heart But anger's not enough... rpt. You're using your people up. Stop killing your people now. Stop wasting your people now Sin of the City.
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