Sick City

Ooh she said the crowd just loved you My name's Angel and I'm sixteen I really love your band and your funny accent Sure would like a cruise in your limousine Then she said how about a rubdown You're so cute, I'm so mean The way you hold your guitar really gets me I can show you tricks that you ain't never seen Sick City, nobody to love you Oh but sometimes I can taste you when I'm feeling weak Sick City, isn't it a pity That you can't float above it when the bottom leaks Oh, Sick City Hey man how's about a handout All you dudes just loaded down Just a little sugar man makes me sweeter I like to sit at home and watch the world go round Stage-door monkey's on my back Begging me to save his life Can't he understand we're not a healing show We're just here to play some music for the kids tonight