Paradise City

(álbum: In A Metal Mood: No More Mr. Nice Guy - 1997)

Take me down to the paradise city
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Take me home

Take me down to the paradise city
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Won't you please take me home

I'm just an urchin living under the street
I'm a hard case it's tough to beat
I'm your charity case, so buy me something to eat
I'll pay you at another time, take it to the end of the line

Rags to riches or so they say
You gotta keep pushing for the fortune and fame
It's all a gamble when it's just a game
You try it like a capital crime, everybody's doing their time

Take me down to the paradise city
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Take me home

Take me down to the paradise city
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Won't you please take me home

Strapped in the chair of the city's gas chamber
Why I'm here, I can't quite remember
The Surgeon General say's it's hazardous to breathe
You'd have another cigarette
But you can't see
Tell me who you're gonna believe

Take me down to the paradise city
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Take me home

Take me down to the paradise city
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Won't you please take me home

So far away, so far away
So far away, so far away

Hey, Captain America's been torn apart
He's a court jester with a broken heart
He said, "Turn me around and take me back to the start
I must be losing my mind
Are you blind?
I've seen it all a million times

Take me down to the paradise city
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Take me home

Take me down to the paradise city
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Won't you please take me home

Take me home
Won't you please take me home
Take me home