Fourth and fifth of January 2007
In the City of Bright Lights
The walls are colorfully colored
A layer of happiness on inviting homes
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Near the markets
The children are smiling warmly
They are friends who will want to play with you
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Near the pub
The men are singing and dancing
They are thespians who will want you to join them
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Near the inn
The women are beautiful and feminine
They are mothers who will care for their families
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On the street corner
A delicate flower has talent
And will rise to the heights of stardom
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In the City of Bright Lights
The walls are grimly gray
A layer of paint on decaying homes
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Near the markets
The children are smirking ominously
They are pickpockets who will try to rob you
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Near the pub
The men are shouting and fighting
They are absinthe drinkers who will drag you down with them
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Near the inn
The women are garish and rude
They are courtesans who will try to sleep with you
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On the street corner
The delicate has cancer
And will lie in an unnamed tomb
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And nothing will end this masquerade
In the City of Bright Lights