Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store Corner store, 2 AM Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips Rollin' through the city and we hide behind the tints In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip Okay, 2 AM, I'm posted (I'm

Watch the rhythm like a champion, done Champions of London Like a champion In the city, city of undone Watch the rhythm like a champion Civil unrest Grab the bullet proof vest Bassline drama, cuts through your armour Dobson to Brixton, the friction

In the city of angels They pray for your soul to keep Death is just a moment away Your future won't see the light of the day Beware of the alien nation Beware of the truth that they seek They pray for eternal salvation Walk on past the alien nation

That shares our fate and deserves our pity I don't want to remember it all Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on There's a room in a hotel in New York City And there's a jet black crow droning on and on and on Up above our heads droning on and on and on The

If heaven ain't a lot like Detroit I don't want to go I'd just a soon stay home If they ain't got no 8 mile Like they do in the D Just send me to hell or Salt Lake City it would be about the same to me It would be about the same to me

'Cause I'm evil I was afraid, I'd eat your brains Now we'll leave the silver city 'cause all the silver girls Gave us black dreams Everything means everything Do not know what all the troubles are for You're the only thing I ever want anymore Leave the

She's a star From the backstreets to the city First she buys you, then she sells ya You know she wants you when she's telling you She comes to life from the cover of a Hollywood magazine With a sense of confidence hard to fight She waits to be discovered

But I’ll be buried in Detroit Buried in Detroit Next to my father, and my father’s father too I used to live in New York City But, baby, that ain’t no substitute Not for my hometown That place people avoid I’ve made love in every city Whoa ho, whoa ho

Got the best view in the world, Spendin' my days catchin' these rays, Watchin' coconut covered girls And they keep rollin' in, Like the waves on the sand Yeah, I'm sittin' pretty in Suntan City, They keep strollin' by, (It's 'bout that time a year

Ring them bells ye heathen from the city that dreams Ring them bells from the sanctuaries cross the valleys and streams For they're deep and they're wide And the world is on its side And time is running backwards And so is the bride Ring them bells Saint