Building a City
If you're building a city
Let me share a few words
You'll need money and courage
And a whole lot of dirt
Grab a hold of a shovel
And a bag of cocaine
Keep your eyes on the prize now
Cause it's only a game
If you're building a city
Start by digging a hole
Make it deeper and deeper
Dig until you see gold
Put the gold in a blanket
Wrap the blanket with rags
Raise the rags to the topsoil
Like some tattered old flag
If you're building a city
What you need is a grave
Somewhere sacred and silent
All your secrets are safe
Tell your men to find God
And strap his arms round a stone
Send him down there to meet you
A divine bag of bones
If you're building a city
Climb back out from the earth
Make a list of your assets
And their actual worth
Some will sell for a million
But that ain't why you're here
No your job is to make
All this peace disappear
If you're building a city
Make the people afraid
To stand up for what's honest
Lest they never get paid
Put their fears on a treadmill
Hookem' up to the bank
Stuff their souls in the slammer
Let their auras go blank
If you're building a city
You can take what you please
Hide your hand as you're dealing
Bring the weak to their knees
Offer hope of redemption
With a tear jerking tease
And they'll pay you forever
Because the first one was free
If you're building a city
Remind me to run
To the opposite skyline
With a flask and a gun
If they ask how you did it
Well I won't say a thing
Until it all crumbles
And they come for the king
Let me share a few words
You'll need money and courage
And a whole lot of dirt
Grab a hold of a shovel
And a bag of cocaine
Keep your eyes on the prize now
Cause it's only a game
If you're building a city
Start by digging a hole
Make it deeper and deeper
Dig until you see gold
Put the gold in a blanket
Wrap the blanket with rags
Raise the rags to the topsoil
Like some tattered old flag
If you're building a city
What you need is a grave
Somewhere sacred and silent
All your secrets are safe
Tell your men to find God
And strap his arms round a stone
Send him down there to meet you
A divine bag of bones
If you're building a city
Climb back out from the earth
Make a list of your assets
And their actual worth
Some will sell for a million
But that ain't why you're here
No your job is to make
All this peace disappear
If you're building a city
Make the people afraid
To stand up for what's honest
Lest they never get paid
Put their fears on a treadmill
Hookem' up to the bank
Stuff their souls in the slammer
Let their auras go blank
If you're building a city
You can take what you please
Hide your hand as you're dealing
Bring the weak to their knees
Offer hope of redemption
With a tear jerking tease
And they'll pay you forever
Because the first one was free
If you're building a city
Remind me to run
To the opposite skyline
With a flask and a gun
If they ask how you did it
Well I won't say a thing
Until it all crumbles
And they come for the king
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Writer(s): James Tristan Redding
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