In The City

I'm working for the dogs in the city

Your mind was strong but your body was weak

Now the body's here but the mind has snuffed it

I think it's time that somebody stopped it

On the screen there's a boy with no name

It looks like like you, but it's just not the same

Yeah, you're so damn gone, I can barely see ya

It must be a double at the BBC

Oh, yeah...

In the city (in the disco)

Think you're pretty (???)

It's a shithole (you're a hero)

(You're a freak-oh...)

Just when I think I'm getting the knack

I'll see you and have a panic attack

Now I'm an acrobat on the channel changer

And it seems I'm out of danger

Yeah....

In the city (in the disco)

Think you're pretty (???)

It's a shithole (you're a hero)

(You're a freak-oh...)