I'm on the high ridge looking down
While we're evolving, I get old
If I get back then I'll be grateful
Look, there's a billboard on the moon
Let me take you this far
This crossing isn't much to me
There's lightning in the storm clouds
And I'll send you there to stay
You got me lost in Magic City
You got me questioning it all
I hope that I make it home by Wednesday
And this Magic City lets me go
Magic City
Magic City
Magic City
Magic City
You put me up here in the penthouse
And painted me in red, white and blue
I filled the canyons with my ego
Look, there's a billboard on the moon
You got me lost in Magic City
You got me questioning it all
I hope that I make it home by Wednesday
And this Magic City lets me go
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