City Song (soul Kiss Version) Lyrics

In the city there is something to see In the city there is nothing to breathe I'm goin' 'bout my business I'm wondering what I'm missing and
And on my way home Hid in my coat I wrote my name on the city wall Being famous
In the city there is a park bench you can sleep out on The city there is a trash can you can eat out of I'm goin' 'bout my business Ahh, I'm wondering what I'm missing [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/city-song-soul-kiss-version-lyrics-janes-addiction.html ]
And on my way home A cop said no I said, "There is a man with a stick and a gun in his hand" Being famous
Red man in the city, poor man in the city Black man in the city, fat man in the city Ahh, red man, black man, fat man, blue man I don't know the rest of the words 'Cause I made it up just for you, ohh, ohh, ohh Just for you