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Life in Red City
A finalist folk song in the August 2005 'Song of the Year Contest'! .... 'Pretty Woman' in Red City...
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» highest in charts: # 136 (127,581 songs currently listed in Acoustic)
» highest in sub-genre: # 14 (16,567 songs currently listed in Acoustic > Acoustic Folk) » today's position in sub-genre: # 212 in Acoustic Folk
» highest in sub-genre: # 14 (16,567 songs currently listed in Acoustic > Acoustic Folk) » today's position in sub-genre: # 212 in Acoustic Folk
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This song was a top 5 Folk song finalist in the August "Song of the Year" contest!
http://www.songoftheyear.com/winners/2005/082005.htm
http://www.songoftheyear.com/winners/2005/082005.htm
Lyrics
Each night she goes fishing
with lipstick and scent
Her fishnet stockings
trawl the sidewalks for rent
If her clothes look tawdry
she'd have to agree
But the truth lies in her eyes
saying this isn't me
The bars on her windows
don't hold back her dreams
The shackles that find her
close slowly unseen
No alarm call wake-up
can help shake her free
From the sleepless prison
Life in red city
Each day he goes hunting
for comfort and beer
And on the street corner
finds escape he should fear
Each look in his mirror
hides a diff'rent disguise
Never sure of the moment
when his truth turned to lies
The bars on his windows
don't hold back his dreams
The shackles that find him
close slowly unseen
No alarm call wake-up
can help set him free
From the sleepless prison
Life in red city
Each night they go calling
on nightclubs and bars
Blues songs smoky rooms
outside screaming cars
In downtown red city
stripped of their pride
Naked in the red light
only souls left to hide
The bars on their windows
don't hold back their dreams
The shackles that find them
close slowly unseen
No alarm call wake-up
can help set them free
From the sleepless prison
Life in red city
with lipstick and scent
Her fishnet stockings
trawl the sidewalks for rent
If her clothes look tawdry
she'd have to agree
But the truth lies in her eyes
saying this isn't me
The bars on her windows
don't hold back her dreams
The shackles that find her
close slowly unseen
No alarm call wake-up
can help shake her free
From the sleepless prison
Life in red city
Each day he goes hunting
for comfort and beer
And on the street corner
finds escape he should fear
Each look in his mirror
hides a diff'rent disguise
Never sure of the moment
when his truth turned to lies
The bars on his windows
don't hold back his dreams
The shackles that find him
close slowly unseen
No alarm call wake-up
can help set him free
From the sleepless prison
Life in red city
Each night they go calling
on nightclubs and bars
Blues songs smoky rooms
outside screaming cars
In downtown red city
stripped of their pride
Naked in the red light
only souls left to hide
The bars on their windows
don't hold back their dreams
The shackles that find them
close slowly unseen
No alarm call wake-up
can help set them free
From the sleepless prison
Life in red city

