Not Even Close

Fall back, this place is a punch-drunk heavyweight Ransacked, you can't help wondering If this ain't nothing but a politician's piggy bank Oh, you see how it goes They built us a landfill and called it a chateau Don't call City Hall They're too busy testifying at each other's trials But hey, that's the price of doing business Right? Big city's got small town insecurities It struts, chest puffed out, but who's watching? Scars out on display and talking too much Somebody's locked in a cell No charges, bail, or a hearing But down at the tavern all's well We are the city that works We're gritty and real in a way That with all their pretensions and quirks You won't get in New York or LA Okay? It's all we know Too tough to care, too scared to hope All we know We're not even close In embracing our faults We take our own measure We'll answer the call But at our own pleasure What's a body or two as long as we stay on track? And the unions will give you the shirt Off of somebody else's back God, I feel so alive God, I feel so strong Who really cares if I'm right if you can't prove me wrong? And the sun's gonna shine on us all On the north and the south and the west And if we can't help but stumble and fall Then we'll stumble and fall like the best Oh yes