[Intro: Ghostface Killah] [church bell ringing] Yeah, yeah, we want all that shit, we'll take all that shit Sneak up on 'im right, feel me? Soon as he
angel And now she's gone for sure They say somebody else who couldn't save them self Big City lights don't shine for me no more Big city lights, big city
, big city, big city girls, so tough Baby I know, it's just what I see Baby I know, it's not what I need Big city, big city girls The next thing you
my back up just to get a rise But when I tell her about my problems She don't sympathize, ha, ha, ha She says, "We're all alone in the big city" O violence
a man Big City Miss Ruth Ann But I bet your getting lonely Only you can cry 'Cause you're a big city girl now So kiss the country goodbye, yeah City
my life has been spiced with romance Too many bedrooms I've slept in by chance Drownin' out my sorrow Longin' for tomorrow Caught up in the big city
turn me loose, set me free somewhere in the middle of Montana Gimme all I've got coming to me and keep your retirement and your, so called, social security Big City
The sun comes up on Santa Rosa The garbage men are cleaning up the street There's a junkie sleeping in the shadows and all around me I can feel the weight
Can you hear that whistle Loud clackety clack But it's calling to me The station is where it's at It's coming again now Chuggin' down that track Just
scream fuck a 9 to 5 In the bright lights, the big city The thieves stay crawlin' at night with eyes shifty In the bright lights, the big city The fiends
and work it out But first come on and let it out Scream it shout tell everybody that your gonna leave In about one year you'll have it all figured out These big city
light is out the door Today was crazy but, Tonight the city is ours Live it up Until the morning comes Today was crazy but, Tonight the city is ours
City Is Ours (Big Time Rush) The city is ours (2x) (Kendall) Rolling past graffiti walls Billboards lighting up the block Everyone one of us on a mission
Montanna And gimme all I've got comin' to me And keep your retirement And your so called social security Big city, turn me loose and set me free Yeah, big city
In my dirty third, city of syrup Bang screw All I wanna do, is bang screw In my dirty third, city of syrup Bang Screw Big Moe don stepped in Big Moe
a long way from home and I can't sleep at night I've go a funny feeling something just ain't right I'll just stand here watching the big city lights
BIG CITY Writer C. Shamley Big city, you mean more to her than me I'm a broken-hearted country boy Now that she is gone She left me for the city life
put some money and the savings and loan I met a big city girl in a big fine car and she took every penny I own Now big city girls are pretty as the Dickens