This dead city   Longs to be   This dead city   Longs to be free      Seven screamin' horses   Melt down in the sun   Buildin' scenes on empty dreams   And smokin' them one by one   Hee haa      The dead city   Longs to be, yea, yea   This dead city, yea   Longs to be livin', ohh      Is it any wonder   There's squalor in the sun?   With their broken schemes and their lotteries   They never get nowhere   Haa haa      Is it any wonder   They're spittin' at the sun?   God's parasites in abandoned sites   And they never have much fun   Yeah      Haa   You don't need me?   You don't need me?   Yea I   You don't need me?   Well   Mika I'll take you [incomprehensible]   You know, you just try      If I was a blind man   Would you see for me?   Or would you confuse the nature of my blues   And refuse a hand to me      Or is it any wonder   Cryin' in the sun?   Is it any wonder   I'm cryin' in the sun?   Well I built my dreams on your empty scenes   Now I'm burnin' them one by one   Haa hmm      Oh this a damn city   Oh this a dead city   Immortal city   Motor city   Success city   Longs to be   Longs to be   Longs to be      Free   Free   Free