I was born in the city
I was born to be free
I was born in a faraway town
That’ll you’ll never, ever see
Let me tell you a story
Let me tell it to you
I woke up in the morning
Sweating, boiling in my suit
The sun beat through
And the blinds were chewed
And the beads of sweat rolled down
The stomach turns and it Burns and burns and I’m
Spinning up and down
Head in the toilet, head in my hands
Longing for the pleasures
Of a faraway land
When you look at a streetlight
When you look at your shoe
When you walk in the deep midnight
Counting every drop of dew
You can forget about the people
You can forget about their cars
You can remember that you’re all alone
Among all those little stars
Take a lesson from the outside
Take a lesson from a bad fall
Learn your lesson when the world beats you down
But don’t ever, ever follow