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City of Gold
Lyric by Mark Corwin Bruce

1. Young man is nervously watching
In the corner by the magazine rack.
Eyeing the register,
Trying to get his courage up.
The gun in his pocket feels heavy
As he waits for the meth to take hold.
He's taking a long chance tonight
In the City of Gold.

2. She tells me she feels like she's drowning
And she'd really like to go see her kids.
But she's not too proud
of some of the things she did.
She needs something to tide her over
Long enough for her dreams to take hold.
She knows that she'll make it tomorrow
In the City of Gold.

Bridge:
And it's a speedball in the corner pocket,
It's a little tap dance on the ledge.
It's funny how we all cut corners
While we're living too close to the edge.

3. I'm tired of feeding your hunger
I know I've got to get myself right.
The things that you make me do for yo
Twist my heart tight.
Some people love their addictions
But this is just making me old.
I've got to get out while I can
From the City of Gold.

I've got to get out while I can
From the City of Gold.

copyright 2002 Mark Corwin Bruce

[This message has been edited by blakeh (edited 09-03-2002).]