This old towns filled with sin, it'll swallow you in If you've got some money to burn Take it home right away, you've got three years to pay But Satan is waiting his turn This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poorhouse It seems like this whole town's insane
On the 31st floor a gold plated door Won't keep out the lord's burnin' rain A friend came around, tried to clean up this town His ideas made some people mad He trusted his crowd, so he spoke right out loud And they lost the best friend they had * Refrain