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City of Kings
If you ever make it To the city of kings Be sure to look me up It won’t cost you a thing I’m gonna take you To the hotel bar You can sit and drink While I play my guitar
They’re lining the banks of the river with cops It’s true that some people don’t know when to stop They’re waiting for me on the Upper East Side It’s the end of the road and there’s nowhere There’s nowhere to hide
It’s probably true They’ll throw me away Getting there from here Was an honest mistake How can you see? When you cover you’re eyes Let the river wash away This ocean of lies
They’re lining the banks of the river with cops It’s true that some people don’t know when to stop They’re waiting for me on the Upper East Side It’s the end of the road and there’s nowhere There’s nowhere to hide
If you wait for me I won’t know what to do I’ve been trying to forget How to think about you The later it gets The more I write The ink stains the paper Until the sky turns light
They’re lining the banks of the river with cops It’s true that some people don’t know when to stop They’re waiting for me on the Upper East Side It’s the end of the road and there’s nowhere There’s nowhere to hide
© 2005 Jay Stevens |
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