Text: Audioslave. Revelations. Broken City.

My city sleeps by the side of a freeway
The city scraps
And winter time she wore a yellow coat
Now there's nothin' on her back

If a building falls you wouldn't care to notice
Unless you were in it
Then no one cares about climbin' stairs
Nothin' at the top no more

Outside trippin' in the broken city
Outside trippin' in the broken city
I watch a millionaire crack

Outside trippin' in the broken city
Outside kickin' in the broken city
There's nothin' wrong with that

Now the snow falls down like it's fallin' on an ocean
Dead and empty by the railroad tracks
Where they used to go and come
Now they don't come back

You can kill the rust, goin' up the through ways
Down the alleys
Where they stole this town from the frontier
I can see 'em tryin' to steal it back

Outside trippin' in the broken city
(Outside trippin' in the broken city)
Outside trippin' in the broken city
I watch a millionaire crack

Outside kickin' in the broken city
(Outside trippin' in the broken city)
Outside trippin' in the broken city
Nothin' wrong with that

Now the sun won't shine
On this part of the map anymore
When it's cold outside
I see it hide behind the smokestacks

No thin roses, no goldrush
No miner, no revolution they'd hire
And the shipyard is a graveyard
No one will be trying to find him

Outside trippin' in the broken city
(Outside trippin' in the broken city)
Outside kickin' in the broken city
I watch a millionaire crack

Outside trippin' in the broken city
(Outside trippin' in the broken city)
Outside kickin' in the broken city
There's nothin' wrong with that

Nothin' wrong with that
Outside trippin' in the broken city, yeah
Hey, outside trippin' in the broken city
Hey, outside trippin' in the broken city
Outside, outside, outside, outside, outside, outside, outside