This city is pretty quiet, wild and unkept The unnerving lack of anything is playing with my head These iridescent lights are blinding and too bright But somehow on the inside we're all feeling very dull We're always on the run from rats that are no fun Taking life too seriously is something I've never done Concrete lines the streets, week rolls into week We're all self medicating with drugs and too much drink This feels just like home I am so at home