Lyrics Hello City - Barenaked Ladies, Michael Phillip Wojewoda

Hello City

Another night at the palace
Cause there is nothing else to do
Oh-oh, ah-ha
The same people, the same drinks and
The same music, the same quicksand
I think this harbor town is waist-deep
And sinking fast
Hello city
You’ve found an enemy in me
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh (ba-do-do-dobie-oh-oh)
Hello city (hello city)
Hello city, hey
Second night at the warehouse
And my mock turtleneck just reeks
From the liquor room
To the change room
To the doom and gloom
Of the hotel room
I think this seaside beer hall
Should sink into the bay
Hello city
You’ve found an enemy in me
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh (ba-do-do-dobie-oh-oh)
Hello city (hello city)
Hello city, hey
Maybe I caught you at a bad time
Maybe I should call you back next week
Maybe half the fault is mine that
The sun didn’t shine on Barrington Street
It’s three o’clock in the morning
And I’m hungry so lets eat
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Climb down three flights to the streetlights
And the bar fights, we’re just taking in the sights
I hope tomorrow that I wake up in my own bed
Hello city
You’ve found an enemy in me
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh (ba-do-do-dobie-oh-oh)
Hello city (hello city)
Hello city, hey
«What a good place to be»
Don’t believe them
Cause they speak a different language
And it’s never been happy for me
(It's Happy Hour again)
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
It’s Happy Hour again
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Hello city, hey
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Hello city, hey