City Boy Blues (Demo)

Fireflies and dogfights
Runnin' hot in the heat
Street noise, another bribe
Things too hard to believe
So head out

My heart's in the country
My feet's in the city with you
All my friends are eatin' sushi
Talkin' bad about you know who, who, who
My tongue's talkin' riddles
But I just can't seem to find a clue
So I take a swig of whiskey
I'll jump into the saddle with you, you, you

And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues

Cats in the alley
Rats in my snakeskin boots
All my neighbors think I'm lazy
And my girl thinks I'm losin' my cool, cool, cool

And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues

Don't look to Jesus to change your seasons
It's the American dream
Souls of gypsies, road of stone
Can't seem to find no peace, so head out!

And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the blues I want, blues
I got the city boy blues
Well, but I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues
And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues
And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues

I got the ciity boy blues
C-c-c-city boy blues
Yeah, yeah, the city boy blues
I got the blues
Do you do city boy blues?
Hey you, can I? (get the fuck out of here)
We got the blues



Credits
Writer(s): Mick Mars, Nikki Sixx, Vince Neil
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