Song Description
In this town, no place, no thing, no one is any good. To exist in this town is to be doomed to a life of desolation, depression, and aimlessness.
| Song Length |
5:01 |
Genre |
Blues - Rock, Jazz - Contemporary |
| Tempo |
Very Slow (Under 70) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Gloomy, Cool |
Subject |
Fools, Doom |
| Similar Artists |
Nine Inch Nails, Norah Jones |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
drag your feet, keep your life strapped to your shoulders. If you don't carve your age into your belt, you won't get any older. It's a mixed up masquerade, a penniless arcade, and every face a frown. Oh what a crazy town. Hang your head, they'll steal the toes right off your feet. You're lucky to count all ten, when you're living on the street. It's a story thats been told, a body thats been sold round, and around, and around. Oh what a crazy town. See, joy round here comes in little pink balloons, and if you got out of here yesterday, it would never be too soon. Its a cardboard palisade, a pocket change brigade, and every way is down. Oh what a crazy town.