"Sin City" lyrics

"Sin City"
(Live from Bensalem, PA. 2023)
(originally by The Flying Burrito Brothers)


This old town is filled with sin
It'll swallow you in
If you've got some money to burn
So 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 poor house
It seems like this whole town's insane
On the thirty-first floor a gold-plated door
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain

The scientists say
It'll all wash away
But we don't believe any more
'Cause we've got our recruits
And our green mohair suits
So please show your I.D. at the door

'Cause this old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house
It seems like this whole town's insane
On the thirty-first floor a gold-plated door
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain

Well a friend came around
Tried to clean up this town
His ideas made some people mad
But he trusted his crowd
And he spoke right out loud
And they lost the best friend they had

This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house
It seems like this whole town's insane
On the thirty-first floor a gold-plated door
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
On the thirty-first floor a gold-plated door
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain


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