This is a ballad about the perils of yuppy drug culture. Sam Cook-Parrott came up with the title then I wrote a song around it.
lyrics
Naked in the city with a gun in my hand
Waking up this way I reallly feel like a man
Naked in the city with no memory span
Was this all just a part of my master plan
Naked in the city and I'm ready to go
Start another day livin' life in slow-mo
Every day is a dice roll in this messed-up place
Naked in the city with a human face
I'm at the vet again every night
Findin' somethin' new to try
Designer medicine in a vile
Really makes me feel a live
Naked in the city with a gun in my hand
Feelin' alive, really feel like a man
Naked in the city with a bloody badge in my hand
Must have ripped off the narc who tainted my acid tab
Pretty, Lush-inspired dream pop has a gentle touch, with whispered spoken-sung French vocals drifting lightly over shimmering guitars. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 24, 2019