Looking for another place,Somewhere else to be,Looking for another chance,To ride into the sun,Ride into the sun,Ride into the sun,Ride into the sun,Ride into the sun,Where everything seems so pretty,When you're lonely and tired of the city,Remember it's a flower made out of clay,To the city,Where everything seems so ugly,When your sitting at home in self pitty,Remember you're just one more person,Who's living there,It's hard to live in the city,It's hard to live in the city,It's hard to live in the city,It's hard to live in the city,It's hard to live in the city,It's hard to live in the city。