Picked up the car for the gig tonight
And I put it in reverse
Drive back to your city
Like I did in another life
Went past the petrol station
Where you used to get your coke
Speed up to a hundred twenty
I'm starting to feel cold
Oh how I hate this city
And I hated it back then
Oh how I hate this city
And I hated it back then
Coming back to your neighborhood
One last time and then I'm done
Allow myself to hate it now
And I must admit it's fun
I'm rolling down the window
To let the memories go out
There's a good song on the radio
And that is all that I care about
Oh how I hate this city
And I hated it back then
Oh how I hate this city
And I hated it back then
Oh how I hate this city
And I hated it back then
Oh how I hate this city
And I hated it back then
Oh how I hate this city
And I hated it back then
Oh how I hate this city
And I hated it back then
