Lou Reed — Ride Into the Sun

Looking for another chance For someone else to be Looking for another place To ride into the sun Ride into the sun Ride into the sun Ride into the sun Ride into the sun Where Everything seems so pretty But if you're tired and you're sick of the city Remember that it's just a flower Made out of clay Oh-oh-oh, the city Where everything seems so dirty But if you're tired and you're filled with self-pity Remember that you're just one more Person who's there It's hard to live in the city It's hard to live in the city, oh, oh-oh It's hard to live in the city, oh, wow-wow It's hard to live in the city