Jane's Addiction Follow
City lyrics
In the city there is something to see
In the city there is nothing to breathe
I'm goin' 'bout my business
I'm wondering what I'm missing
And on my way home, I hid in my coat
Wrote my name on the city wall
Being famous
In the city there is a park bench you can sleep out on
The city there is a trash can you can eat out of
I'm goin' 'bout my business
Wondering what I'm missing
And on my way home a cop said "No"
I said, "There is a man with a stick and a gun in his hand"
Being famous
Red man in the city
Poor man in the city
Black man in the city
Fat man in the city
Red man, black man
Fat man, blue man
I don't know the rest of the words
'Cause I made it up just for you
Part of these releases
-
-
- Track 12 on Cabinet of Curiosities
- 11 Summertime Rolls
- 13 Ocean Size
-
- Track 2 on Cabinet of Curiosities Disc 4
- 1 Mountain Song
- 3 Had a Dad
-
- Track 12 on A Cabinet of Curiosities
- 11 Summertime Rolls
- 13 Ocean Size
-
- Track 2 on A Cabinet of Curiosities Disc 4
- 1 Mountain Song
- 3 Had a Dad
City Video
Comments on City
Submit your thoughts
These comments are owned by whoever posted them. This lyrics site is not responsible for them in any way.
© to the lyrics most likely owned by either the publisher () or
the artist(s) (Jane's Addiction) which produced the music or artwork. Details
