Glad you landed on time,
In the city of the dead
How was your flight?
I'm glad that we met

I’m gonna wait till the day
That [bad word] 
I’m gonna waste my time on the pitiful ones

You know that I'm kind,
That I like to pretend
That everything's fine
The rain is my friend
Don't give a [bad word] about fame
If I gotta have a gun
I’m gonna like myself before
I get something done

Oh yeah!
Never mind the things they might've said,
Oh yeah!
We're living in the city of the dead
Oh yeah!
Never mind the things they might've said,
Oh yeah!
We're living in the city of the dead

I want to believe,
I proceed with my choice
It's getting harder to breathe,
I'm losing my voice
I’m gonna wait till the day
That [bad word] 
I’m gonna waste my time on the pitiful ones

Oh yeah!
Never mind the things they might've said,
Oh yeah!
We're living in the city of the dead
Oh yeah!
Never mind the things they might've said,
Oh yeah!
We're living in the city of the dead