Shaky City

There's a line of cars

That stretches back

To where the sun comes up

And in the grey light

Across the city

The alarm goes off

All the bleary eyes

Stunned to see the morning calling

When they realize it's falling, falling

Falling, falling

The work girls

Are doing the flip-flop

Down the sidewalk

Too bored and doing their best

To avoid the crosstalk

While the sun beats down

It's way too hot for earning

And you look around it's burning, burning

Burning, burning

Things keep falling apart back in shaky city

Everybody's falling apart back in shaky city

And it will all come down

It'll all come down

Down on you

A line of cars

That stretches back

To where the sun goes down

With sharp words the drivers jockey

For another round

Though the night is cool

It's way too late for cooling

When you realize it's falling, falling

Falling, falling

Things keep falling apart back in shaky city

Everybody's falling apart back in shaky city

And it'll all come down

It'll all come down

Down on you