Graeme Edge, Lyrics:

Paradise Ballroom:

You gotta save your city
Don't let it fall
Don't let it change your life
Cause it's a pity if you're lettin' someone come and steal your wife
And he thinks she's still pretty

Save your city
Fight for your belief
Don't let them change your side
Or pay you off with money, honey
I ain't foolin', I'm gonna change my city

Two time losers, save yourselves
The fourth time's gonna give you up, if you let it
I just tell it, tell it on passin' by
Can you tell me the way to the terrible city, baby, in the sky?
To Paradise Ballroom
Paradise Ballroom

Fallen city from a rock to a pebble
That's how you smash my frills
Not a bird, there's nowhere to land, it has to take to the hills
You've had your cake and you'd better eat it

Fallen lovers
So sad to see you gamble with your lives
You've had your bellies filled with card games and all those fights
It's about time you choose right

Don't you know you gotta save your city
Don't let it fall
Don't let it change your life
'Cause it's a pity if you're lettin' someone come and steal your wife
And you think she's still pretty

Fallen lovers
So sad to see you gamble with your lives
You've had your bellies filled with card games and all those fights
It's about time you choose right
It's about time you choose right
It's about time you choose right
To save your city, yeah

Paradise Ballroom, where are you today?
The tension of my evenings
I thought they were great
So pray for the people
I still get off for free
At the Paradise Ballroom, my friends and me

Paradise Ballroom
Paradise Ballroom

Paradise Ballroom

 

Songwriters: Graeme Edge and Adrian Gurvitz