This old town is filled with sin, it'll swallow you in

If you've got some money to burn, so take it home right away

You've got three years to pay, but Satan is waiting his turn



This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house

It seems like this whole town's insane

On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door

Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain



The scientists say it'll all wash away but we don't believe any more

'Cause we've got our recruits and our green mohair suits

So please show you ID at the door



This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house

It seems like this whole town's insane

On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door

Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain



Friend came around tried to clean up this town

His ideas made some people mad, 'cause he trusted his crowd

So he spoke right out loud, and they lost the best friend they had



This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house

It seems like this whole town's insane

On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door

Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain

On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door

Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain