Intro: F# C# F# B F# C# B F# F# C# This old town ʼs filled with sin F# B Itʼll swallow you in F# C# If you got some money to burn F# C# Take it home right away F# B Youʼve got three years to pay F# C# F# F#7 The city is waiting his turn Chorus: B C# F# F#7 This old earthquake ʼs gonna leave me in the poor house B F# C# It seems like this old town ʼs insane B C# F# B On the thirty-first floor, a gold plated door F# C# F# F# C# F# B F# C# B F# Wonʼt keep out the lordʼs burning rain F# C# F# B The scientist say, it will all wash away F# C# But we donʼt, believe anymore F# C# So we got our recruit F# B And a green mohair suit F# C# F# F#7 So please show your I.D. at the door Chorus. F# C# F# B A friend came around, tried to clean up this town F# C# His ideas made some people mad F# C# F# B But he thrusted his crowd, so he spoke right out loud F# C# F# F#7 And they lost the best friend they had Chorus.
