Broken City
Spread Eagle Lyrics


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Have mercy on this broken city home

I'm doin' time—time in this crazy place
I've been here so long I gotta get away

I got rats in the kitchen rippin' up the trash
Cold wind blowin' down my back straight through shattered glass
Strangers in the hallways turn your face to stone
People call this living hell I call this Broken City home
My sweet home Broken City livin' my sweet home

There's a hole in my pocket where my money used to be
Landlord knockin' at my door I'm back out on the street
Crime and aggravation don't go out alone
People call this living hell I call this Broken City home
My sweet home Broken City livin' my sweet home
My sweet home Broken City livin' my sweet home

It feels like I'm doin' time
Street lights shinin' through my window
The only light I've ever known in my Broken City home




My sweet home Broken City livin' my sweet home
My sweet home Broken City livin' my sweet home

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in Spread Eagle's song Broken City depict the hardships and despair of living in a broken city. The opening line "Have mercy on this broken city home" sets the mood of the song, asking for compassion for those who live in the city. The following lines immediately introduce the idea of imprisonment, with the singer feeling trapped in the city and needing to escape. This is reinforced by the repetition of "my sweet home Broken City livin' my sweet home."


The second verse introduces the grim and unsanitary living conditions of the city, with rats in the kitchen and shattered glass allowing cold wind to blow through. The description of the people in the hallways turning their face to stone reinforces the idea that the city has hardened the inhabitants, making them unapproachable and emotionless. The third verse introduces financial difficulties, with the singer having a hole in their pocket where their money used to be and facing eviction from their landlord.


Overall, the lyrics paint a bleak picture of life in the city, with poverty, crime, and despair being the prevailing themes. The repeated phrase "my sweet home Broken City livin' my sweet home" suggests that the singer has a love-hate relationship with the city, recognizing its flaws but still finding it to be home.


Line by Line Meaning

Have mercy on this broken city home
Please show compassion for the state of my home in this city that's fallen apart


I'm doin' time—time in this crazy place
Living here feels like being trapped in a prison in this insane environment


I've been here so long I gotta get away
I've been stuck here for too long and need to escape this place


I got rats in the kitchen rippin' up the trash
There are rodents in my kitchen destroying everything in their path


Cold wind blowin' down my back straight through shattered glass
The wind blows through broken windows and hits me directly on my back


Strangers in the hallways turn your face to stone
Unknown people in the hallways give an unwelcoming and unpleasant vibe


People call this living hell I call this Broken City home
Others describe this as a terrible place to live, but I've accepted it as my home


My sweet home Broken City livin' my sweet home
Despite its negative aspects, this place is still my home and I have a degree of attachment to it


There's a hole in my pocket where my money used to be
I've lost all my money and am now financially unstable


Landlord knockin' at my door I'm back out on the street
The landlord is evicting me and I'm forced to leave and become homeless once again


Crime and aggravation don't go out alone
There's a high risk of criminal activity and disturbances in this place, making it dangerous to go out alone


It feels like I'm doin' time
I feel like I'm serving a prison sentence by living in this place


Street lights shinin' through my window
The only source of light in my room comes from the streetlights outside


The only light I've ever known in my Broken City home
Throughout my time living here, the only illumination I've had comes from these streetlights


My sweet home Broken City livin' my sweet home
Despite the numerous issues, this place still holds a degree of sentimental value and I consider it to be my home


My sweet home Broken City livin' my sweet home
The refrain is repeated to emphasize my attachment to this rundown city that I still call home




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Roger Ewald

One of the coolest rock songs ever, Spread Eagle were Street Metal Monsters!

Oz Matterhorn

This is a fuckng epic song! So good! Would have to see it live back in the day!
Thanks so much for posting it!
🤘🏻😄🤘🏻

arcady adler

Sorry for my bad english. In 1991 on russian radio were a heavy metal show, where as a jingle was used a riff from "Broken City", with permission from the musicians. Hard rock addicts of my age remember that, and this song in Russia still is the cult.

Al Stone

A beautiful girl showed me this band when i was in grade 12.She was a cute little metalhead

PonchoPelvis

Hell yeah, thanks for the upload.

arcady adler

"Становись ребята в ряд, заступаем в Рок наряд." Жаль, что наши не помнят, а американцам не объяснить. Где мой 1991 год?!)))

Vlad Vampirelord

People call this living hell, I call this broken city home.

Michael Powell

Damn this song rocks and always has! Luv it! Luv Spread Eagle!

Tim Ramsay

03/15/2021 They're bad ass I saw them play this album live in Houston. Rock on Spread eagle

Tim Garlow

kick ass love this song.

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