The used to call it Sin City, now its gone way past that;
Painting the town and then burning it down, now even that's old hat.
Now there's a chior of angels at the fall of Rome,
Singing "Ave Maria" or "Home Sweet Home",
It's just a heathen town, I hear only evil as my tounge gets tightened;
I used to be God fearing, now I'm, I'm so frightened.
'Cause the Devil will drag you under by the short tail fin of your Checker
cab,
and I can't sit down, I'm going overboard, in this heathen town.
It starts out as a flirtation and ends up as an expensive habit.
With one eye on a place and that's his prison and the other one on a girl
dressed as rabbit.
Now you can live forever and do fits and starts,
But the only stake you cannot raise is the one driven through your heart,
It's just a heathen town, I hear only evil as my tounge gets tightened;
I used to be God fearing, now I'm, I'm so frightened.
'Cause the Devil will drag you under by the short tail fin of your Checker
cab,
and I can't sit down, I'm going overboard, in this heathen town.
and I can't sit down, I'm going overboard, in this heathen town.
In this heathen town (x4)