Hello city...
Another night at the palace
'Cause there is nothing else to do, whoa whoa, ah ah
The same people, the same drinks and
The same music, the same quicksand
I think this harbor town is waist deep and sinking fast
Hello city
You've found an enemy in me, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Hello city, hello city
Hello city, hey
Second night at the warehouse
And my mock turtleneck just reeks, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
From the liquor room to the changeroom
To the doom and gloom of the hotel room
I think this seaside beerhall would sink into the bay
Hello city
You've found an enemy in me, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Hello city, hello city
Hello city, hey
Maybe I caught you at a bad time
Maybe I should call you back next week
Maybe half the fault was mine that the sun didn't shine on Barrington street
It's three o'clock in the morning
And I'm hungry, so let's eat, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Climb down three flights to the streetlights
And the barfights, we're just taking in the sights
I hope tomorrow that I wake up in my own bed
Hello city, oooh
You've found an enemy in me, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Hello city, hello city
Hello city, hey
"What a good place to be, don't believe them,
'Cause they speak a different language
And it's never been... it's happy hour again", whoa whoa, whoa whoa
It's happy hour again, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Hello city, hey, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Hello city, hey