| Song | Empty City |
| Artist | Thunder |
| Album | The Very Best Of Thunder |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Morley, Taylor | |
| Empty city, it's calling your name | |
| Wheel of fortune, sucking you into the game | |
| It's a fatal attraction, that pulls you like a moth to the flame | |
| Empty city, sitting waiting in the hills | |
| Babylonian, promising all kinds of thrills | |
| Here they all know what they want | |
| And they chase it with a passion that kills | |
| Empty city, what's easy come don't let it go | |
| Count your money, every day it seems to grow | |
| Build a wall around your dream, get a gun, don't let nobody close | |
| Are you happy with the life that you chose? | |
| She came in from the desert and the dust | |
| And now she's trying to stay afloat on a crazy sea of lust | |
| It's hard to love a city when that city has no heart | |
| It'll rape your mind and sell your body | |
| It'll tear your soul apart, tear it apart | |
| 'Cos when you scratch through the surface | |
| You won't find a damn thing underneath | |
| And everybody's moving on, that's why I believe | |
| It's an empty city, it's an empty city | |
| (Solo) | |
| Empty city, it's calling your name | |
| Wheel of fortune, sucking you into the game | |
| It's a fatal attraction that pulls you like a moth to the flame | |
| 'Til you've forgotten your name, where the streets are lined with pain | |
| But I can't stay away | |
| It's an empty city, empty city |
| zuo qu : Morley, Taylor | |
| Empty city, it' s calling your name | |
| Wheel of fortune, sucking you into the game | |
| It' s a fatal attraction, that pulls you like a moth to the flame | |
| Empty city, sitting waiting in the hills | |
| Babylonian, promising all kinds of thrills | |
| Here they all know what they want | |
| And they chase it with a passion that kills | |
| Empty city, what' s easy come don' t let it go | |
| Count your money, every day it seems to grow | |
| Build a wall around your dream, get a gun, don' t let nobody close | |
| Are you happy with the life that you chose? | |
| She came in from the desert and the dust | |
| And now she' s trying to stay afloat on a crazy sea of lust | |
| It' s hard to love a city when that city has no heart | |
| It' ll rape your mind and sell your body | |
| It' ll tear your soul apart, tear it apart | |
| ' Cos when you scratch through the surface | |
| You won' t find a damn thing underneath | |
| And everybody' s moving on, that' s why I believe | |
| It' s an empty city, it' s an empty city | |
| Solo | |
| Empty city, it' s calling your name | |
| Wheel of fortune, sucking you into the game | |
| It' s a fatal attraction that pulls you like a moth to the flame | |
| ' Til you' ve forgotten your name, where the streets are lined with pain | |
| But I can' t stay away | |
| It' s an empty city, empty city |
| zuò qǔ : Morley, Taylor | |
| Empty city, it' s calling your name | |
| Wheel of fortune, sucking you into the game | |
| It' s a fatal attraction, that pulls you like a moth to the flame | |
| Empty city, sitting waiting in the hills | |
| Babylonian, promising all kinds of thrills | |
| Here they all know what they want | |
| And they chase it with a passion that kills | |
| Empty city, what' s easy come don' t let it go | |
| Count your money, every day it seems to grow | |
| Build a wall around your dream, get a gun, don' t let nobody close | |
| Are you happy with the life that you chose? | |
| She came in from the desert and the dust | |
| And now she' s trying to stay afloat on a crazy sea of lust | |
| It' s hard to love a city when that city has no heart | |
| It' ll rape your mind and sell your body | |
| It' ll tear your soul apart, tear it apart | |
| ' Cos when you scratch through the surface | |
| You won' t find a damn thing underneath | |
| And everybody' s moving on, that' s why I believe | |
| It' s an empty city, it' s an empty city | |
| Solo | |
| Empty city, it' s calling your name | |
| Wheel of fortune, sucking you into the game | |
| It' s a fatal attraction that pulls you like a moth to the flame | |
| ' Til you' ve forgotten your name, where the streets are lined with pain | |
| But I can' t stay away | |
| It' s an empty city, empty city |