It's an ironic commentary about post 9-11 New York City.
Lyrics
Every day in life
I get a chip on my shoulder
I'm not gonna let it down
seek a way of life in a place much colder
you're not gonna leave this town
I'm ready to make up
ready to break up
ready to fight over the slightest thing
you're best defense is
the total repression of your soul
Your best defense is
defective mechanisms
and the total reppression
of your opposite intent
The city of God
is a city of creatures
with an appetite
for the destruction of man
Every day in life
I get a chip on my shoulder
I'm not gonna let it down
seek a way of life in a place much colder
you're not gonna leave this town
I'm ready to make up
ready to break up
ready to fight over the chance
you're best defense is
the total repression of your soul
Your best defense is
defective mechanisms
and the total reppression
of your opposite intent
The city of God
is a city of creatures
with an appetite
for the destruction of man
Why don't you save yourself
go on and save yourself
Why don't you save youself
before it falls apart
Go on and save yourself
why don't you save yourself
go on and save yourself
from the city of God
