Like a ti ger in the
jungle when evening shadows fall
Like a
Mississippi gambler with
his back against the wall
Like a nervous old tomcat,
I just don't know who I can trust
I'm wound up like a cockspring
and I'm just about to bust
Sometime when the cold wind blows
and the rain comes pouring down
I wish I could buy me a pair of wings
And fly on out of this concrete hell
and forget about everything
But I'm trapped in the city,
it's like I'm 40 feet below
Yes, I'm trapped in the city,
I ain't got no place to go
Over in the evening when the
smoggy sun goes down
Where the boogers and the sluggers an
d the street gangs come around
Where the ladies of the evening and
the midnight movers meet
While the wheelers and the dealers
fight their wall out in the street
Sometime when the cold wind blows
and the rain comes pouring down
I wish I could buy me a pair of wings
I'd fly on out of this concrete hell
and forget about everything
But I'm trapped in the city,
like I'm 40 feet below
Yes, I'm trapped in the city,
I ain't got no place to go
I wish I could buy me a pair of wings
I'd fly on out of this concrete hell
And forget about everything
But I'm trapped in the city
It's like I'm 40 feet below
Yes, I'm trapped in the city
I ain't got no place to go
Well, I'm trapped in the city
It's like I'm 40 feet below
Yes, I'm trapped in this city
I ain't got no place to go
I got no place to go
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