Metropolis

We could be angels or we could form bands
When women have children and brilliant plans
Fly over skyscrapers yes I’m your man
Part of you part of me this is our land
We have a duty
To be true to ourselves
Listen to music
And remember it well
Walk through the back street
And imagine the past
lady everything else
We could be angels or we could form bands
this is our song
This city pulls me to pieces
This city pulls me to pieces
This city pulls me to pieces
This city pulls me to pieces
This city pulls me to pieces
This city pulls me to pieces
This city pulls me to pieces
This city pulls me to pieces
This city pulls me to pieces
This city pulls me to pieces
This city pulls me to pieces
This city pulls me to pieces
This city pulls me to pieces
This city pulls me to pieces
This city pulls me to pieces
This city pulls me to pieces