City of Nomads

Fall in, young hopefuls
We make dreams here
Starry-eyed, big pupils
You will do well here

Run around in circles
Give us all a twirl
Breathe in smoke, blow bubbles
Difficult, I'm sure

Of course this place will make you, but it will grind you down
Your people will forsake you and you'll have none around
For the City of Nomads has no friends and only the strong survive
So pack your things and leave this place, 'cause you're better off out alive
You're better off out alive
You're better off out alive
You're better off out alive
You're better off out alive

Sit right here and play this old man's game
Climb the ladder and you'll see:
Snakes take up every fifteenth square
And riches only lead to misery

Yeah, he might levitate you, or he could pull you down
So careful who you speak to, on this side of town
'cause the City of Nomads has no friends and you'll need some of those around
So tear the walls down stone by stone and build up from the ground
Build up from the ground
Build up from the ground
Build up from the ground
Build up from the ground
Build up from the ground
Build up from the ground
Build up from the ground
Build up from the ground