Song Description

This is a commentary of city life as seen through the eyes of an ordinary taxi driver who works the night shift in the 70's.

Lyrics

For The City © ron fairbairn

Did you really get off on that 6th Street walker last night?
well I guess she won't do you no harm
somebody burned down that church for the second time last night
Is that half as much cause for alarm?

well you can't stand the pace in the daytime
and you're walkin a line every night
perfumed pretty boy he's shoutin out gaytime
my my.. in a city that's losing it's charm

people racin their way through the 4 way stops... no time
and the cycle goes on and on and on
there's just a hole in the ground where that old building stood so fine
and they blew it away with one shot

and the band at The Inn's high on smoke bombs
and The Embers burns a little too hot
and all the drinkers get angry at folk songs... my my
in a city that's losing it;s charm

and I found Willie with a broken foot layin on a corner so bombed
even his crutches wouldn't help him stand up
and the lady at the detox centre looked out at us through bars.. so hard
and said I'm sorry but we're all full up

so I told him just to roll with the punches
and he looked at me as if to say why?
and the girl in black satin in the back of the taxi bows her
head and softly starts to cry

Don't get me wrong. I'm not really out to depress you
Don't get me wrong. but these things are getting hard to ignore
Don't get me wrong. but if you see someone that needs to be rescued - don't turn away
for a city that's losing it;s charm

and every day there's a eulogy for someone who dared to stand up and fight
and the system takes one more life.