My heart is a muscle
And it pumps blood
Like a big old
Black steam train
My veins are the tracks
And the city is my brain
My stomach is the ocean
And it swallows
Up the sun
At the end
Of a summer's day
My breast like a breeze
It blows all those
Storm clouds, away
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
Ahhh-ha-ha-ha-ha-haaa
My head is the city and it
Houses all the thoughts
And secrets
That l have
And the mayor
Of the city
Says the city sins
Ain't half
Bad
My arms
Could be weapons
Or instruments
Of love
My legs are skyscrapers
They tower
Above you
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
Ahhh-ha-ha-ha-ha-haaa
Heart is a muscle
And it pumps blood
Like a big old
Black steam train
My veins are the tracks
And the city is my brain
My stomach is the ocean
And it swallows
Up the sun
At the end
Of a summer's
Day
My breath like a breeze
It blows all those
Storm clouds, away
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh...
Ahh-ha-ha-na-na-na-naaa
l could be
Your whole world
l could be
Your whole world
l could be
Your whole world
Could be
Your whole world