City of Dreams

I'm going down to the city of dreams
Where nothing is what it seems to be
The women are evil, the streets are tough
And the boys on the corner of the neighbourhood
Are all looking at me like I'm some freakshow
Hey baby, where do you go?
When the lights go down and the heat is high
And your soul is running dry
You go down to the city
The City of Dreams
Where nothing is what it seems to be

Now I'm sitting here in my room
Where nothing is what it seems to be
The future's unreal, the past is a dream
Everything else is in between
And the lights from the street are shining through my window
Shadows creeping all around my door
The temperature's rising and the streets are wild
That low-rent baby, she ain't got no style
She's going down to the city
The City of Dreams
Where nothing is what it seems to be

Down in the City of Dreams
Nobody's who they seem to be
The cop is a dealer, the killer's a priest
And all of my friends are so indiscreet
And I'm looking down this old stairwell
Hotel blues have got me on the run
And I stick my cash through a hole in the wall
When I get that stuff I don't care at all
I'm going down to the city
The City of Dreams
Where nobody's who they seem to be

I'm going down to the city
Down to the city
Where nothing is what it seems to be