City of Gold

The Artists and the Beauty Queens they weep
The smoke and mirrors travel through the streets
The clock strikes midnight, champagne and chardonnay
California’s screaming baby come on out to stay
No hope, it's a death row, its a black hole
Bring your backbone
In the City of Gold
In the City of Gold
All the dreamers sell their souls
In the City of Gold
Walk in circles talking to ourselves
Break another promise what the hell
The sun's always shining on the darkest of our days
California's bleeding baby come on out to play
No hope, it's a death row, its a black hole
Bring your backbone
In the City of Gold
In the City of Gold
All the dreamers sell their souls
In the City of Gold
Here we are playing make believe but it's all we know and our need to breath oh, oh
In a city so cold
In the City of Gold
In the City of Gold
All the dreamers sell their souls
In the City of Gold