Text: Page & Plant. City Don't Cry.

Oh, city don't cry
Oh, city don't cry

Is all your virgin truth turned to lies?
Are all your dreams of freedom monolith?
Is all your peace and justice so much myth?
Oh, city don't cry

Na na, na na, na na, na
Na na, na na, na na, na
Na na, na na, na na, na

Oh, city don't weep
Oh, city don't weep

For even brother Satan has to sleep
And all your tragic idols rest in peace
And beautiful believers, their quiet council keep
So, oh, city don't weep

Na na, na na, na na, na
Na na, na na, na na, na
Na na, na na, na na, na

Oh yeah
Oh yeah

Oh, city don't moan
Oh, now city don't moan now

Inside your gates I make my wanderers home
And from your desert arms all my fears have flown
Against your walls my demons turn to stone
Said oh, city don't moan

Yeah, city don't moan
Yeah, city don't moan
Don't moan
Don't moan