Lyric Sin City

(Graham Parsons/Chris Hillman)
This old town is filled with sin
It ll swallow you in
If you ve got some money to burn
Take it home right away
You ve got three years to pay
And Satan is waiting his turn
The scientists say it ll all wash away
But we don t believe anymore
Cause we ve got our recruits
In their green mohair suits
So please show your I.D. at the door
Chorus:
This old earthquake s gonna leave me in the poorhouse
It seems like this whole town s insane
On the thirty-first floor your gold-plated door
Won t keep out the Lord s burning rain
A fool came around tried to clean up this town
His ideas made some people mad
But he trusted in his crowd
So he spoke right out loud
And they lost the best friend they ever had
Chorus
On the thirty-first floor your gold-plated door
Won t keep out the Lord s burning rain