In the City - Good Shoes

The story started and it ended so quick

Like Jack and Jill but with heroin

Disco lights and a glint in the eye of

Dancing girls at the Candybox Night

Queuing up for something under priced

Working weekends just to pay for drugs

This little story keeps repeating itself

Reading fashion mags to look at the girls

In the city, in the city tonight

You live by the sword but you die by the knife

The story started and it ended so quick

Like Jack and Jill but with heroin

Disco lights and a glint in the eye of

Dancing girls at the Candybox Night

I want it all;

I want it all for me

These things in life they just don’t come for free

Converse boots and a look on her face

That says if you’ve got the money then I’m yours tonight

In the city, in the city tonight

You live by the sword but you die by the knife

In the city, in the city tonight

In the city, in the city tonight

You live by the sword but you die by the knife

In the city, in the city I love

In the city, in the city I love