On the North side of town, where the cold winds always b
low
Peoples faces are hard to see, noone that you
know
And on the South side of town the bad ones are carrying
guns
They are all the screaming and swearing, they even got the cops on the
run
The city is full of lonley
hearts
And all the gutters are filled with broken
parts
We got to get away, and make a brand new
start
We got to get away, before it falls
apart
You and m
e,
you and me
We can still make i
t,
yeah we got to leave!
On
the West side of town they say the streets are lined with gold.
Bu
t the all the peoples toes are turing black from the lies they told.
On
the East side of town you can hear someones baby cryin.
An
d when the kid grows up he’s going to turn into a mean old guy.
The city is full of lonley
hearts
And all the gutters are filled with broken
parts
We got to get away, and make a brand new
start
We got to get away, before it falls
apart
You and m
e,
you and me
We can still make i
t,
yeah we got to leave!
Synt/orgel
The city is full of lonley hearts.
And all the gutters are filled with broken parts.
We got to get away, and make a brand new start.
Got to get away, before it falls apart.
The city is full of lonley
hearts
And all the gutters are filled with broken
parts
We got to get away, and make a brand new
start
We got to get away, before it falls
apart
You and m
e,
you and me
We can still make i
t,
yeah we got to leave!
