Big City - Wall Of Voodoo

Think twice about big tall cities

That’s right

Think twice about big tall cities

Think twice

Right

He closes his eyes to the world

When he wakes up at night

And she, she reaches tenderly

Kisses him and holds him tight

He, he lies awake by her side

And waits for the cold sweat to dry

She, she comforts he and tells him

Scary things in your sleep can’t bite

Tomorrow they’ll pack up their buckeye ties

Head for the big city

Past the driving rains

And desert plains touching Mexico

They’ll see sidewalk stars

Luxury cars and even Disneyland

Reach the land of plenty

With the hopes that maybe they can

Make a new start on the world

But my advice?

You’re gonna

Think twice about big cities

Think twice that’s right

Think twice about big tall cities

Right

Think twice about big cities

Think twice that’s right

You’re gonna

Think twice about big cities

Think twice that’s right

I’m sorry old man

Its nothing personal you understand

But I’ve just gotta run

This lead pipe on someone

For tommorrow they ride upon

A sour wind that’s gonna push them west

With Mojave dust, paper cups

And Grayhound immigrants

There’s the sidewalk saviors

And drunken sailors

And she-men in leather like cops

You got the calling

Stop stalling

The big city’s waiting for you

But my advice?

You’re gonna

Think twice about big cities

Think twice about big cities

Think twice about big tall cities

Think twice that’s right…