| E | E | E | A | D | A | E | |
| Somewhere out on that horizon |
| Out beyond the neon lights |
| I know there must be something better |
| D | E | A | E | D |
But there's nowhere else in sight. Wo-oh-oh-oh
| It's survival in the city, children |
| When you live from day to day |
| City streets don't have much pity, no |
| E | A | |
| When you're | down that's where you | stay |
| A | D/A | E/A | D/A | E | A | |
| IN THE CITY |
| G | D | A | E | |
| IN THE CITY |
| Guitar solo |
| I was born here in the city |
| With my back against the wall |
| Nothing grows and life ain't very pretty |
| No-one's there to catch you when you fall |
| Somewhere out on that horizon |
| Far away from the neon sky |
| I know there must be something, must be something better |
| And I can't stay another night |
| Repeat IN The City, then end |