Lyrics Dead City - Patti Smith
This
dead
city
longs
to
be
This
dead
city
longs
to
be
free
Seven
screaming
horses
Melt
down
in
the
sun
Building
scenes
on
empty
dreams
And
smoking
them
one
by
one
This
dead
city
longs
to
be
This
dead
city
longs
to
be
living
Is
it
any
wonder
there's
squalor
in
the
sun
With
their
broken
schemes
and
their
lotteries
They
never
get
nowhere
Is
it
any
wonder
they're
spitting
at
the
sun
God's
parasites
in
abandoned
sites
And
they
never
have
much
fun
If
I
was
a
blind
man
Would
you
see
for
me
Or
would
you
confuse
The
nature
of
my
blues
And
refuse
a
hand
to
me
Is
it
any
wonder
crying
in
the
sun
Is
it
any
wonder
I'm
crying
in
the
sun
Well
I
built
my
dreams
on
your
empty
scenes
Now
I'm
burning
them
one
by
one
This
damn
city
this
dead
city
Immortal
city
Motor
city
Suc-cess
city
Longs
to
be
Longs
to
be
Free
Free
Free
1 Waiting Underground
2 Whirl Away
3 1959
4 Spell
5 Don't Say Nothing
6 Dead City
7 Blue Poles
8 Death Singing
9 Memento Mori
10 Last Call
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