i go to the parties throw my hands in the air i drink what they pour me the cups of who cares go up in the night sky up in the clouds fly over the houses im looking down
joy to the city joy to the streets and joy to you baby, wherever you sleep tonight, tonight, tonight tonight, tonight, tonight
theres no ghosts in the graveyard thats not where they live they float inbetween us 'what is' and 'what if' and cast our own shadows before our own eyes you dont get them up here though they dont come up high
joy to the city the parking lot lights the lion of evening with the rain in its eyes joy to the freeway joy to the cars and joy to you baby, wherever you are tonight, tonight, tonight tonight, tonight, tonight
theres pain in whatever we stumble upon if i never had met you you couldnt have gone but then i couldnt have met you we couldnt have been i guess it all adds up to joy to the end
joy to the city the heatwave and all to the lion of evening with the storm in its paw joy to the many and joy to the few and joy to you baby joy to me too tonight, tonight, tonight tonight, tonight, tonight tonight, tonight, tonight