Look outside at the raincoats coming, say oh Johanna drove slowly into the city The Hudson river all filled with snow She spied the ring on his honor's finger A thousand years in one piece of silver She took it from his lily white hand Showed no fear

Whoa-oh-oh-oh Funny how a melody sounds like a memory Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night Springsteen To this day when I hear that song I see you standin' there all night long Discount shades, store bought tan Flip flops and cut-off jeans

Take me down to the paradise city Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Oh won't you please take me home So far away Take me home, yeah yeah Take me home (oh won't you please take me home) Take me home Just a urchin livin' under the street

Oh, you look so beautiful tonight And I miss you when you're not around I'm getting ready to leave the ground In the city of blinding lights The more you see the less you know The less you find out as you go I knew much more then than I do now Neon

The way they do my life Make me wanna holler Dah, dah, dah Oh, make me wanna holler And throw up both my hands Dah, dah, dah, dah Rockets, moon shots Spend it on the have nots Money, we make it

And I, want to be, anarchy 'Cause I, I want to be, anarchy Oh I am an anti-Christ And I am an anarchist Don't know what I want But I know how to get it I want to destroy your passion boy In this fuckin' city

Get back, honky cat Better get back to the woods Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways They said, get back, honky cat You better get back, honky cat Living in the city ain't where it's at It's like trying to find gold in a silver mine Get back,

Oh my God, oh my God If I die, I'm a legend When I pull up on a nigga Tell that nigga, "Back, back" I'm too good with these words Watch a nigga backtrack It's too late for my city I'm the youngest nigga reppin' They can't live this long

Yeah, you wanna find love then you know where the city is Yeah, you wanna find love then you know where the city is, city is Cleaning up Oh, and she said, "it's your birthday, are you feeling alright?" The next one's the MD You'll be feeling just fine

A good, good life Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh This has gotta be the good life This could really be a good life, good life Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight Like this city is on fire tonight This could really be a good life Oh, this has gotta