Paradise City - Steve 'n' Seagulls

Take me down to the Paradise City

Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty

Oh, won’t you please take me home

Just an urchin living under the street

I’m a hard case that’s tough to beat

I’m your charity case

So buy me something to eat

I’ll pay you at another time

Take it to the end of the line!

Rags to riches

Or so they say

You gotta keep pushing

For the fortune and fame

You know it’s, it’s all a gamble

When it’s just a game

You treat it like a capitol crime:

Everybody doing their time

Take me down to the Paradise City

Where the grass is green

And the girls are pretty

Oh, won’t you please take me home

Strapped in the chair of the city’s gas chamber

Why I’m here, I can’t quite remember

The Surgeon General say’s it’s hazardous to breathe

I’d have another cigarette

But I can’t see

Tell me what you’re gonna believe

Take me down to the Paradise City

Where the grass is green

And the girls are pretty

Oh, won’t you please take me home

So far away

Captain America’s been torn apart

Now he’s a court jester

With a broken heart

He said: turn me around

And take me back to the start

I must be losing my mind

Are you blind?!

I’ve seen it all a million times

I wanna go

I wanna know

Oh won’t you please take me home?

I wanna see

I gotta believe

Oh won’t you please take me home?

Take me down to the Paradise City

Where the grass is green

And the girls are pretty

Oh, won’t you please take me home