You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love this city

You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love this city



Too sick for breakfast, the car wouldn't start

The train was really full, and his girlfriend had a boyfriend

The houses all the same, now here's the rain

Not falling but collapsing at his feet

Deep breath and he clocks on, raincoat on his arm

He wishes the hours would disappear



But the trip's in vain 'cause awaiting him

A lay-off notice and his severance pay

He shuffles back to the train again

You gotta love this city



You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love this city

You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love this city



Back home he lies in bed for days and days

Watching American television, smoking

And playing with himself ringing double-O double-5

Into town on Thursday night

The girls are pretty and the lights are bright

At least he loves his city



Holding court on Taylor Square proper was the man he could become

Lear's Fool is a bum now

With seven holy parcels by his side



You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love this city

You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love this city



He walks along the foreshore, he's got a bottle

And he's breathing with his city



It was busy everywhere he went

There was a crowd over the bay

And a fireworks display

It's all very strange for a Thursday night thought he

Then it dawns on him as a cracker explodes

And who the hell is he going to blame?

It dawns on him - the horror - we got the Olympic Games



You gotta love this city for its body and not its brain



And he screams