Dead City [Live]

This dead city longs to be

This dead city longs to be free

Seven screaming horses

Melt down in the sun

Building scenes on empty dreams

And smoking them one by one

This dead city longs to be

This dead city longs to be living on Mars

Is it any wonder

They are hiding [Incomprehensible]

With their broken schemes and their lotteries

And they never get nowhere

[Incomprehensible]

Is it any wonder I'm spitting at the sun

God's parasites in abandoned sites

And we never have no fun

No much fun

Hey c'mon

Give me something

Will I give you my blood, my blood

If I was a blind man

Would you see for me

Or would you confuse

The nature of my blues

And refuse a hand to me

Is it any wonder I'm crying in the sun

Is it any wonder I'm crying in the sun

Well, I built my scenes on your empty dreams

Now I'm burning them one by one

On this damn city, on this dead city

Immortal city, motor city

Success city

Longs to be

Longs to be

Longs to be

Free, free, free