City of Orphans Lyrics
| Song | City of Orphans |
| Artist | The Classic Crime |
| Album | Phoenix |
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| Jenny left from | |
| Idaho and made her home in | |
| Capitol Hill | |
| In a 300 square foot studio above a coffee shop near the | |
| Broadway Grill | |
| And every night she walks the block to trade in her time for cheap thrills | |
| And everyone she meets is cool | |
| But just out of reach and it kills | |
| She used to spend her nights by firelight and singing to the stars | |
| Now she’s ours | |
| Now she’s ours | |
| Kevin left from | |
| Denver where the air is clear and people are nice | |
| And he traded it for sea level, for misty rain, what a bitter compromise | |
| For now he felt like he belonged to those who understood him | |
| But he sold his soul to fight right in and he watched his friends desert him | |
| He used to spend his nights by candlelight and drinking wine to vinyl | |
| Now he’s ours | |
| Now she’s ours | |
| It’s a city of orphans | |
| Who had nowhere to go | |
| So they cashed in their dreams | |
| Headed northwest to the sea | |
| And they called it their home | |
| But most don’t belong here | |
| We’re all running away | |
| And we’ll drain you dry of all semblance of life | |
| We don’t give we just take, take, take | |
| But this city has no | |
| BibleThere’s no meaning you can use | |
| We’re all desperately searching for truth | |
| We’re a city of orphans | |
| Who had no place to go | |
| So we cashed in our dreams | |
| Filled our glasses with | |
| BeamAnd our bodies with smoke | |
| And we spend every weeknight | |
| Trading pints at the | |
| Streamline | |
| And we talk about truth | |
| And we talk about love but we wake up to lies, lies, lies | |
| It’s a city of orphans | |
| Where did our fathers go | |
| We stumble around in the bad part of town at the end of our rope | |
| But there are no answers | |
| On the tables of oak | |
| If God could just hear us | |
| We think that | |
| He’s nearBut | |
| He left long ago | |
| We’re a city of orphans | |
| What do we do to ourselves? | |
| We take all the good and the heaven around us and turn it to hell | |
| We take all the good and the heaven around us and turn it to hell | |
| We take all the good and the heaven around us and turn it to hell | |
| Jenny left from | |
| Idaho and made her home in | |
| Capitol Hill |
| Jenny left from | |
| Idaho and made her home in | |
| Capitol Hill | |
| In a 300 square foot studio above a coffee shop near the | |
| Broadway Grill | |
| And every night she walks the block to trade in her time for cheap thrills | |
| And everyone she meets is cool | |
| But just out of reach and it kills | |
| She used to spend her nights by firelight and singing to the stars | |
| Now she' s ours | |
| Now she' s ours | |
| Kevin left from | |
| Denver where the air is clear and people are nice | |
| And he traded it for sea level, for misty rain, what a bitter compromise | |
| For now he felt like he belonged to those who understood him | |
| But he sold his soul to fight right in and he watched his friends desert him | |
| He used to spend his nights by candlelight and drinking wine to vinyl | |
| Now he' s ours | |
| Now she' s ours | |
| It' s a city of orphans | |
| Who had nowhere to go | |
| So they cashed in their dreams | |
| Headed northwest to the sea | |
| And they called it their home | |
| But most don' t belong here | |
| We' re all running away | |
| And we' ll drain you dry of all semblance of life | |
| We don' t give we just take, take, take | |
| But this city has no | |
| BibleThere' s no meaning you can use | |
| We' re all desperately searching for truth | |
| We' re a city of orphans | |
| Who had no place to go | |
| So we cashed in our dreams | |
| Filled our glasses with | |
| BeamAnd our bodies with smoke | |
| And we spend every weeknight | |
| Trading pints at the | |
| Streamline | |
| And we talk about truth | |
| And we talk about love but we wake up to lies, lies, lies | |
| It' s a city of orphans | |
| Where did our fathers go | |
| We stumble around in the bad part of town at the end of our rope | |
| But there are no answers | |
| On the tables of oak | |
| If God could just hear us | |
| We think that | |
| He' s nearBut | |
| He left long ago | |
| We' re a city of orphans | |
| What do we do to ourselves? | |
| We take all the good and the heaven around us and turn it to hell | |
| We take all the good and the heaven around us and turn it to hell | |
| We take all the good and the heaven around us and turn it to hell | |
| Jenny left from | |
| Idaho and made her home in | |
| Capitol Hill |
| Jenny left from | |
| Idaho and made her home in | |
| Capitol Hill | |
| In a 300 square foot studio above a coffee shop near the | |
| Broadway Grill | |
| And every night she walks the block to trade in her time for cheap thrills | |
| And everyone she meets is cool | |
| But just out of reach and it kills | |
| She used to spend her nights by firelight and singing to the stars | |
| Now she' s ours | |
| Now she' s ours | |
| Kevin left from | |
| Denver where the air is clear and people are nice | |
| And he traded it for sea level, for misty rain, what a bitter compromise | |
| For now he felt like he belonged to those who understood him | |
| But he sold his soul to fight right in and he watched his friends desert him | |
| He used to spend his nights by candlelight and drinking wine to vinyl | |
| Now he' s ours | |
| Now she' s ours | |
| It' s a city of orphans | |
| Who had nowhere to go | |
| So they cashed in their dreams | |
| Headed northwest to the sea | |
| And they called it their home | |
| But most don' t belong here | |
| We' re all running away | |
| And we' ll drain you dry of all semblance of life | |
| We don' t give we just take, take, take | |
| But this city has no | |
| BibleThere' s no meaning you can use | |
| We' re all desperately searching for truth | |
| We' re a city of orphans | |
| Who had no place to go | |
| So we cashed in our dreams | |
| Filled our glasses with | |
| BeamAnd our bodies with smoke | |
| And we spend every weeknight | |
| Trading pints at the | |
| Streamline | |
| And we talk about truth | |
| And we talk about love but we wake up to lies, lies, lies | |
| It' s a city of orphans | |
| Where did our fathers go | |
| We stumble around in the bad part of town at the end of our rope | |
| But there are no answers | |
| On the tables of oak | |
| If God could just hear us | |
| We think that | |
| He' s nearBut | |
| He left long ago | |
| We' re a city of orphans | |
| What do we do to ourselves? | |
| We take all the good and the heaven around us and turn it to hell | |
| We take all the good and the heaven around us and turn it to hell | |
| We take all the good and the heaven around us and turn it to hell | |
| Jenny left from | |
| Idaho and made her home in | |
| Capitol Hill |
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