The rising moon faces the sinking sun And the lights in the tower blocks Go on one by one
A big shot ... Overlooking this black iron skyline Surrounded by his symbols of prosperity Sits back in his new leather chair Ripped off the back of some unfortunate beast
I'm smiling through my teeth Anybody can be a millionaire So everybody's gotta try But by the laws of this human jungle Only the heartless will survive And down there, but for the grace of God Go I ...
The smoke and the steam And the broken down dreams The hope and the hunger Frustration and anger The little drunken lives Drivin' through the traffic lights And away from who they are
But I've been thinking of you In this great city of great solitude
Crossin' the central reservation Of my imagination Searchin' for the world I left behind A shadow hunting shadows Of childhood life It's all I want and all I miss But how can I return to a place that don't exist?
From Mombassa to Miami Beirut to Bangladesh I've flown around the world Standing on the wing of a jet Tryin' to salvage my emotions From the bottom of the oceans Y'see I sold my soul To pay for my dinner My stomach grew fatter But my heart grew thinner I ain't fooling I'm falling I wasn't wicked just weak I ain't lying I'm dying Crippled by deceit
Crossin' the central reservation Of my imagination Searchin' for the world I left behind A shadow hunting shadows Of childhood life It's all I want and all I miss But how can I return to a place that don't exist?
Oh, these hands that wrote "The agony has just begun" Will be the hands that pull The trigger of this gun