Interpret:

Mötley Crüe

Album:

Theatre of Pain

Fireflies and dogfights 
Runnin' hot in the heat 
Street noise, another bribe 
Things too hard to believe 
So head out 


My heart's in the country 
My feet's in the city with you 
All my friends are eatin' sushi 
Talkin' bad about you know 
Who-who-who 
My tongue's talkin' riddles 
But I just can't seem to find a clue 
So I take a swig of whiskey 
And jump into the saddle with 
You-you-you 


And I just can't seem to break the 
Shackles of the city boy blues 
I got the city boy blues 
I got the city boy blues 
I got the city boy blues 
I got the city boy blues 
And I just can't seem to break the 
Shackles of the city boy blues 


Cats in the alley 
Rats in my snakeskin boots 
All my neighbors think I'm crazy 
And my girl thinks I'm losin' my 
Cool-cool-cool 


And I just can't seem to break the 
Shackles of the city boy blues 
I got the city boy blues 
I got the city boy blues 
I got the city boy blues 
I got the city boy blues 
And I just can't seem to break the 
Shackles of the city boy blues 


Don't look to jesus to change 
Your seasons 
It's the american dream 
Souls of gypsies, road of stone 
Can't seem to find no peace- 
So head out 


And I just can't seem to break the 
Shackles of the city boy blues 
And I just can't seem to break the 
Shackles of the city boy blues 
I got the blues, I got the blues, got 
The city boy blues 
And I just can't seem to break the 
Shackles of the city boy blues 
And I just can't seem to break the 
Shackles of the city boy blues 
And I just can't seem to break the 
Shackles of the city boy blues 
I got the blues, I got the blues 
I got the blues, I got the blues 
I got the blues, I got the blues 
I got the blues, I got the blues