Shining city on the plain 
No more sorrow, no more pain 
City of rescue, I don't know 
Is that where all good people go? 

If that's where all good people go 
Leave me here, I tell you, no 
All good people in one place? 
Nary there an honest face 

The seer and the imbecile there in the garden meet 
What comes about as they nut it out there in the bower seat 
One of them picks the others brain, the other picks his feet 
The city enters into night, the day is fleet 

Well, I already know how to walk the line 
I already know how to read the signs 
I've been in the business of pleasing somebody 
All of the fucking time, so now I'm gonna run 

Wealthy city by the sea 
Got no room for people like me 
Can't see half what they can see 
City of rescue by the 

Semen and ovum there in the oven meet 
What comes about I have my doubt in that infernal heat 
It's not a billionth miracle that's brought up to the teat 
If it's sucking for the rest of its life and never free 

All alone outside of the city 
I don't even have it now 
With the burning rain of someone's pity 
Pattering on my brow 

It's a long, long way to rescue 
I didn't say goodbye to you 
Or make an empty gesture too 
Though many people showed me how 

Well, I already know how to walk the line 
I already know how to read the sign 
I've been in the business of pleasing somebody 
All of the fucking time so now I'm gonna run 

I don't know what I've been told 
I don't know what I've been told 
I don't know what I've been told 
I don't care what I've been told