Say you don’t know me, or recognize my face.
Say you don’t care who goes, to that kind of place.
Knee deep in the hoopla, sinking in your fight.
Too many runaways eating up the night.
Marconi plays the mamba, listen to the radio, don’t you remember.
Here’s your favorite radio station, in your favorite radio city.
The city by the bay, the city that rocks,
the city that never sleeps!
We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll!!
