City [soul Kiss 88] Lyrics - Janes Addiction

In the city there is something to see 

In the city there is nothing to breathe 

I'm goin' 'bout my business 

I'm wondering what I'm missing 

And on my way home, I hid in my coat 

Wrote my name on the city wall 

Being famous 

In the city there is a park bench you can sleep out on 

The city there is a trash can you can eat out of 

I'm goin' 'bout my business 

Wondering what I'm missing 

And on my way home a cop said 

"No"I said "There is a man with a stick and a gun in his hand 

"Being famous. . .Red man in the city 

Poor man in the city 

Black man in the city 

Fat man in the city 

Red man 

Black man 

Fat man 

Blue man 

I don't know the rest of the words 

'Cause I made it up just for you. . .