"City Of Souls" lyrics - ROGER CHAPMAN

Golden temples are burning
Ambition - top of the hill
The searching for heaven - the yearnings
The need to be seen - overkill
Now there can be very few people
Born who could ever resist
All of the trappings - the golden calves
The whizz of society's kiss
When will we ever be happy - happy to have and to hold
When will we ever be happy - city of souls?

The insidious hunting of pleasure's
A measure thet rarely comes cheap
Bult if there's one thing for sure
There's a wolf at the door
Inside there's a little Bo-Peep
Hell, this permanent lusting of power
Flying too close to the sun
Well eternally chasing the daydreams
The need to be seen to have won
When will we ever be happy
Happy to have and to hold
When will we ever be happy - city of souls

Bodies scheming - the curtains drawn
The heat gets heavy behind closed doors
Behind closed doors...

When will we ever be happy
Happy to have and to hold
When will we ever be happy - city of souls?