Hometown - Madcap

This city will not sleep tonight

I hear sirens as I walk down 59th

I New York City, lost under a gray sky

I thought I heard my name

Through the sound of the pouring rain

We’re the troops from the west and we never rest

We’re the boys, we’re the boys on the open road

For east to west we;ve done our best

We’re the boys, we’re the boys on the open road

I hear my hometown calling

I rememver all the emptiness I thought I left behind

As I checked into a brick hotel on 11th adn 59th

I see my name on the neon lit marquee

Maybe the emptiness was always meant to be

We’re the troppes from the west and we never rest

We’re the boys, we’re the boys on the open road

From east to west we’ve done our best

We’re the boys, we’re the boys on the open road

I hear my hometown calling