Bedlam Bridge (2011 Remaster)

In this city with no footpath there's a building with no people

There is crime and gun decisions

There's a street of heat and hawkers, there's a house of hope drifters

There's a gang that shoots then listens

There's a place that knows no poverty, a town without pollution

There's a soul with good intentions

There are canyons full of movie stars, churches made of metal

There are mountains made of muscle

We have leaders who are anxious, we have captains not courageous

Captains tumbling into madness

But there's a man who makes no enemies, a body never breathless

No ambition ever hopeless

Up on Bedlam Bridge somebody is waiting

Up on Bedlam Bridge I'm shot to heaven

Oh, up on Bedlam Bridge, waiting

In these locked and shackled neighbourhoods, bridge and tunnel diplomats

See the golden ghetto's creeper

Crazy flags from history, songs for the White House gangsters

Guns for hellgate railway sleepers

But there's a man who makes no enemies, a body never breathless

No ambition ever hopeless

So how stands the city on this winters night?

The city on the hill or so they said

The snow is falling down around the armoury

The city's closing in around my head

Up on Bedlam Bridge somebody is waiting

Up on Bedlam Bridge I'm shot to heaven

Oh, up on Bedlam Bridge, waiting

Up on Bedlam Bridge somebody is waiting

Up on Bedlam Bridge I'm shot to heaven

Oh, up on Bedlam Bridge, waiting

Drive, won't you drive the engines harder, drive

Up on Bedlam Bridge somebody is waiting

Up on Bedlam Bridge I'm shot to heaven (bring you down)

Oh, up on Bedlam Bridge, waiting

Drive, won't you turn the engines over, drive