City of Gods
I'll be your city on the hill
I'll be your city on the hill
With a healthy sense of purpose
And a new sense of will
That is the nature of the male beast
You know what I'm referring to
Soon he won't have any blood left
He wants to die with his body see through
I should restart his thinking
But that's not my job to do
Just keep north, glory bound
And enjoy the view
He's a killer and a player
And an imposter all intertwined
But your friend told me
He's been like you this whole time
We could be in Jerusalem
But god knows where that is
So take a left up Madison Avenue
And bring me to the only place that's his
I'll be your city on the hill
I'll be your city on the hill
With a healthy sense of purpose
And a new sense of will
He says he's available
To console my dark feelings
But when I open up to him
There's no longer any meaning
You and him are talking
Like the salt of heaven fell down
And crystallized in your sequins
Studding the thorns of his crown
Don't prophecy reason now
Or forgive your persecution
Before the end of this daylight
I'll wander into a solution
The disordered spring
Is always met by the leaves fall
So, beware false prophets
Of the western fireball
I'll be your city on the hill
I'll be your city on the hill
With a healthy sense of purpose
And a new sense of will
I'll be your city on the hill
With a healthy sense of purpose
And a new sense of will
That is the nature of the male beast
You know what I'm referring to
Soon he won't have any blood left
He wants to die with his body see through
I should restart his thinking
But that's not my job to do
Just keep north, glory bound
And enjoy the view
He's a killer and a player
And an imposter all intertwined
But your friend told me
He's been like you this whole time
We could be in Jerusalem
But god knows where that is
So take a left up Madison Avenue
And bring me to the only place that's his
I'll be your city on the hill
I'll be your city on the hill
With a healthy sense of purpose
And a new sense of will
He says he's available
To console my dark feelings
But when I open up to him
There's no longer any meaning
You and him are talking
Like the salt of heaven fell down
And crystallized in your sequins
Studding the thorns of his crown
Don't prophecy reason now
Or forgive your persecution
Before the end of this daylight
I'll wander into a solution
The disordered spring
Is always met by the leaves fall
So, beware false prophets
Of the western fireball
I'll be your city on the hill
I'll be your city on the hill
With a healthy sense of purpose
And a new sense of will
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Writer(s): Jude Markey-smith
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