| Song | City on a Hill |
| Artist | Genghis Tron |
| Album | Board Up the House |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| We take pride in our short sights, | |
| Our past horrors | |
| Shout coarsely with a long stick | |
| Lest we seem sane | |
| We're strangers | |
| Pulling stolen reigns | |
| I'm not proud | |
| We're staging an ugly fable | |
| Our hands are awash with lies | |
| Most blame will fall | |
| On this useless mob | |
| Their bloodlust grows | |
| Our whips blow back | |
| It grows | |
| They'll snap our necks | |
| All we are--all we'll be | |
| Is so wrong |