A City of Sin

City of sin When will thou go clean A foolish society In an archaic city Full of vanity A city without conscience Full of violence Greediness and selfishness Why should there be a city Without justice and fairness The rich over the poor Blood do they devour Life becomes sore Her daughters are whore How can there exist Such a city If goodness is banish Then we are all finish Why won't they perish In this city they cherish