Late Disco

Litter city late disco All I really wanted to know If I was gonna leave you some gold Lady would you take me home? I lost my way back there Hope you never though I was a monster But I am My cubs won't know The four that we follow We're calling it the fall This time and always Park's new but the ride is old There goes a broken load Don't see nothing to lose Oh choose me For a pile of gold I lost my way back there Hope you never thought I was a monster But I am We're calling it the fall This time and always The culture of the vulture The culture of the vulture The culture of the vulture The culture of the vulture My cubs won't know The four that we follow Falling old leaves From snow flakes stars And skies from roofs and lights We're calling it the fall This time and always We're calling it the fall This time and always