Magic City Thrill

All he wanted was a wild night on forsyth

To make it rain and wash his troubles away

Strange call from his past

Finished the bourbon in his glass and stepped out to take it

An old friend from brighter days

Brighter days long ago

Saying that the city is going down in flames

And asked him to come back home

Conflicted in his soul

He made the choice to go

And never come back again

But when home cries

Do you listen or simply ignore it

What does he feel

The yearning is real

For the magic city thrill

Cold and steel

But he cant escape the feel

Of the magic city thrill

But when home cries

Do you listen or simply ignore it

What could he feel

But the magic city thrill

Coming back to haunt him