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This is where dreams come true
In the city of Lost Angels
Without wings they walk among us
What a man I am
I'm King of all the broken dreams
Problem
Action
Results
Life can be
Pretty unfair
Some men
Proclaim to be me
So poor
All they have is money
Their most
Is my worst
Not even a smile
What do you do
When no more credit
Not without love
That's what I need
I could use it
Some of that good stuff
A hug.
A long hug.
A kiss.
A long kiss.
A little bit of sugar.
Tastes so sweet.
Well...
We got nothing.
But we still got each other.
Tell that to the Landlord.
Cause the bank's not delivering interest.
On a negative balance.
Hell, no.
They don't do that.
Cause I asked.
Wall Street isn't clean.
It's the dog and pony show.
Criminal Show is more like it.
Yeah! It's the truth.
No one makes a dime,
Unless someone else makes a dollar.
But at least the music guides me.
To that "Holy Land".
It's what we were promised.
And lied about.
Until then,
Until that time...
We dance.
For those that didn't make it.