City of Shame
Raised alone, daddy's running a string
Five generations of american dreams
The wind it howls, and the pumpjacks they sing
Get your money and run and you won't miss a thing
You see this town out west, it raised me fast
Sometimes red dirt paves a crooked path
Nobody's around to see what we've done
Just the flare in the night 'till the morning sun
Where the poor got rich and they went insane
Spending all their money trying to kill the pain
Where the poor got rich and they went insane
On an oil rig in the city of shame
In the city of shame
Momma got me out as soon as she could
But I was too far gone and I did what I would
Go back to see what trouble my friends found
Get stoned and wait for the sun to go down
Well they all ended up on amphetamines
You either stay to die or you're dyin to leave
Well I'm glad I got out just when I did
I was pretty messed up but I was just a kid
Where the poor got rich and they went insane
Spending all their money trying to kill the pain
Where the poor got rich and they went insane
On an oil rig in the city of shame
In the city of shame
The word got out that boom came again
So innocent souls came to our land
Bought a one bedroom for a hefty price
Won't be worth a damn when the land runs dry
Where the poor got rich and they went insane
Spending all their money trying to kill the pain
Where the poor got rich and they went insane
On an oil rig in the city of shame
In the city of shame
Five generations of american dreams
The wind it howls, and the pumpjacks they sing
Get your money and run and you won't miss a thing
You see this town out west, it raised me fast
Sometimes red dirt paves a crooked path
Nobody's around to see what we've done
Just the flare in the night 'till the morning sun
Where the poor got rich and they went insane
Spending all their money trying to kill the pain
Where the poor got rich and they went insane
On an oil rig in the city of shame
In the city of shame
Momma got me out as soon as she could
But I was too far gone and I did what I would
Go back to see what trouble my friends found
Get stoned and wait for the sun to go down
Well they all ended up on amphetamines
You either stay to die or you're dyin to leave
Well I'm glad I got out just when I did
I was pretty messed up but I was just a kid
Where the poor got rich and they went insane
Spending all their money trying to kill the pain
Where the poor got rich and they went insane
On an oil rig in the city of shame
In the city of shame
The word got out that boom came again
So innocent souls came to our land
Bought a one bedroom for a hefty price
Won't be worth a damn when the land runs dry
Where the poor got rich and they went insane
Spending all their money trying to kill the pain
Where the poor got rich and they went insane
On an oil rig in the city of shame
In the city of shame
Credits
Writer(s): Kathryn Hasty
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