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