Charles Manson — Sick City

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Sick city, yeah, restless people
Sick city burn their houses down
To make the sky look pretty
What can I do?
I’m just a person
This is a lie we always seem to hear

You just sit and things get worse
Watch TV and drink your beer
Walking all alone
Not going anywhere
Walking all alone
Nobody seems to care

Restless as wind
This town is killing me
Got to put an end to this
Restless misery
And I’m just one of those restless people
That can never be satisfied with living
In this sick old, sick old, sick, sick, sick city

Might be too late for me to say goodbye
Might be too late to watch this sick, old city die
Go on the road
Yeah I’m going to try to say
Sick city so long farewell
Goodbye and die