The citys all stuffy but I like fast food

Waiting on buses, going down the tubes

You get used to the noise

The fumes from the cars

I dont know the last time that

I looked at the stars



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Looking for income, looking for hope

Most times youre treated like a bit of a joke

Theres nothing so bad that couldnt be worse

They say one mans blessings

Another mans curse



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Going to the market

Going to the pub

You go to your boss and you

Ask for a sub

We cycled all over

Seen all the sights

But I like nothing better than

The hot city nights



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Trying it make contact but theres

No-one at home

Theyre all out to lunch

Theyve switched off their phones

Searching and searching

What do you get

Total frustration

Surfing the net



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Concrete drives you crazy

My mind is getting lazy

Give me your answer daisy

Give me your answer do

Things are getting hazy

You know it isnt aisy

Ill be over maisie

Cock a doodle do



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