Sad, sad, sad, sad in the city
Sad, sad, sad, sad in the city
Sad, sad, sad, sad in the city
Sad, sad, sad, sad in the city
The rich man's blood spilled on my shirt
I'm glad he's dead, and I hope it hurt
The rich man's blood hot on my hands
As the news of the war spreads across the land
And now everyone, everyone
Is sad, sad, sad, sad in the city
We're sad, sad, sad, sad in the city
We're sad, sad, sad, sad in the city
Oh, everyone, everyone's sad in the city
The black and twisted former trees
They don't clear the air for me
And the tanks roll in and fill the streets
So my friends all learn to build IEDs
And there's a stain on the road shaped like a kid
There's a target on your back where it's always been
And now everyone, everyone
Is sad, sad, sad, sad in the city
We're sad, sad, sad, sad in the city
We're sad, sad, sad, sad in the city
Oh, everyone, everyone's sad
Everyone, everyone's sad in the city
Will we ever get by again?
Will we ever get high again?
Do you even wanna try, try again?
We're sad, sad, sad, sad in the city
We're sad, sad, sad, sad in the city
We're sad, sad, sad, sad in the city
Oh, everyone, everyone's sad in the city
(Sad, sad, sad, sad in the city)
Everyone, everyone's sad in the city (sad, sad, sad, sad in the city)
(Sad, sad, sad, sad in the city)
Everyone, everyone's sad in the city
(Sad, sad, sad, sad in the city) I know, I know, I know
(Sad, sad, sad, sad in the city) that everyone, everyone's sad in the city
(Sad, sad, sad, sad in the city) I know, I know, I know
That everyone, everyone's sad in the city