I, would sell our souls
To the city that had the most.
And there is nowhere to go.
Until the dawn comes and removes us all.
...
It's not dysentery that's killing me,
But the thought that we might default.
If we were to leave here tomorrow,
My brothers, I'm borrowed
And not much else would be lost.
So it goes.
So we go.
...
Turned a blind eye to the countryside
Took a deep breath
Played it close to the vest.
Your five o' clock shadows
Are the gallows way of saying that
We've escaped death.
And I, would sell our souls
To the city that had the most.
We could meet downtown and I will watch you drown more than you memories
Into your souls.
So it goes.
That is how it goes.
So we go.
...
Well we're long gone. (Well we're long gone)
We go on and on. (We go on and on)
We're long gone. (Well we're long gone)
We go on and on. (We go on and on)
If I had listened. (If I had listened
To what the road had to say. (To what the road had to say)
We'd be long gone. (We'd be long gone)
For the rest of our days. (For the rest of our days)
...
I, would sell our souls (I, would sell our souls)
To the city that had the most. (To the city that has the most)
I, would sell our souls (I, would sell our souls)
To the city that was our host. (To the city that was our host)
I, would sell our souls (I, would sell our souls)
To the city that was our host. (To the city that was our host)
I, would sell our souls (I, would sell our souls)
To the city that had the most. (To the city that has the most)