Beck — Cities

[Intro] Aaaaaaah Aaaaaaah Aaaaaaah Aaaaaaah Aaaaaaah Aaaaaaah Aaaaaaah [Verse 1] -Waiting for the night to come There's a hundred dead cities outside Waiting for the night to come There's a hundred dead cities outside- [Chorus] Move a little, turn a little, break a little, hurt a little Move a little, turn a little, break a little, lose a little Move a little, turn a little, break a little, hurt a little Move a little, turn a little, break a little, lose a little (Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah) [Verse 2] (Aaaaaaah) I don't know if it's all made up You weren't made for this place But it's not your fault I don't know if it's all made up You weren't made for this place But it's not your fault [Chorus] Move a little, turn a little, break a little, hurt a little Move a little, turn a little, break a little, lose a little Move a little, turn a little, break a little, hurt a little Move a little, turn a little, break a little, lose a little