Fat City

Midnight bite at the Cherry
So sweet is the juice
I'm free from the chains
And all the dogs are running loose

While I'm chasing my tail
And I'm losing my head
Yeah, I'm a-falling down
I can't feel my legs
I'm on my way to a better place

Fat city
Juiced up and ready
Fat city
I'm already gone
Fat city
Juiced up and ready
Battered and bruised, I keep a-rollin' on
Rollin' on

Saddle sore at the pony
From the black rockin' chair
I got what I need
I'm already there

Ooh, yeah, I been riding so hard
I drank all the dregs
And she's falling down
She can't feel her legs
Ooh, yeah, we're on our way to a better place (look out)

Fat city
Juiced up and ready
Fat city
I'm already gone
Fat city
Juiced up and ready
Battered and bruised, I keep a-rollin' on
Rollin' on, rollin' on
I keep a-rollin' on, I keep a-rollin' on

Fat city
Juiced up and ready
Fat city
I'm already gone
Fat city
Juiced up and ready
Battered and bruised, I keep a-rollin' on
Rollin' on, rollin' on, rollin' on, rollin' on