"City Of Satan" as written by Thomas Seltzer, Rune Gronn, Christer Engen, Hans Dyvik, Pal Kjaernes and Knut Schreiner....
City, city of Satan
City, city of Satan
Oh let me tell you 'bout a city known as Satan
City, city of Satan
Where all the people look so good you gotta hate them
City, city of Satan
But when you feel it and your blood runs hot
You gotta keep on rockin', give it what you got
In the city, city of Satan
In the city, city of Satan
A thousand years of lies and still they gotta fake it
City, city of Satan
You gotta wear a mask if you want to make it
City, city of Satan
But when you feel it and your blood runs hot
You gotta keep on rockin', give it what you got
In the city, city of Satan
City, city of Satan
You don't really want to go there
You don't really want to make it, go home
Put your make up on, make your hair real pretty
And meet me tonight down in Satan's city
Oh Satan city boy I gave you all my leather
(yes I did)
Oh Satan city man you gave me stormy weather
But when you feel it and your blood runs hot
You gotta keep on rockin', give it what you got
In the city, city of Satan
City, city of Satan
Everybody now!
City, city of Satan
Everybody now!
City, city of Satan
You don't really want to go there
You don't really want to make it, go home
Put your make up on, make your hair real pretty
And meet me tonight down in Satan's city
Spend the night forever!
City, city of Satan
Oh let me tell you 'bout a city known as Satan
City, city of Satan
Where all the people look so good you gotta hate them
City, city of Satan
But when you feel it and your blood runs hot
You gotta keep on rockin', give it what you got
In the city, city of Satan
In the city, city of Satan
A thousand years of lies and still they gotta fake it
City, city of Satan
You gotta wear a mask if you want to make it
City, city of Satan
But when you feel it and your blood runs hot
You gotta keep on rockin', give it what you got
In the city, city of Satan
City, city of Satan
You don't really want to go there
You don't really want to make it, go home
Put your make up on, make your hair real pretty
And meet me tonight down in Satan's city
Oh Satan city boy I gave you all my leather
(yes I did)
Oh Satan city man you gave me stormy weather
But when you feel it and your blood runs hot
You gotta keep on rockin', give it what you got
In the city, city of Satan
City, city of Satan
Everybody now!
City, city of Satan
Everybody now!
City, city of Satan
You don't really want to go there
You don't really want to make it, go home
Put your make up on, make your hair real pretty
And meet me tonight down in Satan's city
Spend the night forever!
Lyrics submitted by Anti-Hero
"City of Satan" as written by Hans Dyvik Christer Engen
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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The violins and such at the end of the song is actually the Norwegian Broadcasting Orchestra, but its said they did not know of the name of the song when recorded.
(I think the lyrics really is "you dont wanna make it your home, not ...make it, go home...", but thats just me.)
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