Coat check girl up in Happyland
Has a violent row with a Cuban man
Julio leaves in a drunken rage

Comes back with the gasoline
The club has no fire exit
The club had no door

Only five people came out alive

The sin is that 89 died

89 dead
89 dead
89 dead

89 dead

The sin is that a year and a half

Before the fire chief's out
And he's raising cain brands
Happyland hazzard close down but no.


No-one ever paid him no mind
City living heavy trouble

City living rough
We are given angry heart
But angers not enough


Daily News reviews of the landlords life
Found six thousand code violations light.

The city has more a hundred thousand wars
All for one of Forbes' Four Hundred !@^%s.
Just one fire cracker on a big bonfire

Of self serving penny pinching wiseguy style.
Never allowing for the human condition.
The sin is that these guys survive.


City living heavy trouble
City living rough.

We are given angry heart
But anger's not enough... rpt.


You're using your people up.
Stop killing your people now.
Stop wasting your people now

Sin of the City.