dizzy town, you’re all wrapped up in your sports teams,
and what went down last night on the TV,
you wax profound over every little detail,
I love you, but you’re such a dizzy town..
all your hills and bridges used to twist me,
they took me places where I didn’t plan to go,
I’d get turned around, end up somewhere on your back streets,
I love you, but you’re such a tricky town..
now I’m too broke to move away,
just one of your adopted sons
who came and decided to stay,
I know I’m not the only one
who’s too broke to move away..
the radio plays classic rock and oldies,
and it’s hardly changed in 20 years or more,
to compliment your cheap beer and pierogies,
I love you, but you’re such a time-warp,
too broke to move away,
just one of your adopted sons
who came and decided to stay,
I know I’m not the only one
who’s too broke to move away..
a wrinkled face is softened in the half-light,
when all her ghosts come out to mill around,
dirty town, I love you best at twilight,
most beautiful right after sundown,
too broke to move away,
just one of your adopted sons
who came and decided to stay,
I know I’m not the only one
who’s too broke to move away from this dizzy town…
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