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i get along same as anyone pay my money for the good of the nation raise my face when the sun hit's the city wonder if there's still any vitamins innit my friend says that we all need saving from car parks and governments and alligators it's a long way down from the tallest building but it's the gas from the basement that eventually kills ya looked around town for shrinks and saviours people all running on simulators think 'i gotta join a gym' but ya leave a month later Letras de cancionescos ya saw somethin better on the add in the paper this is called the city but it's more a state of mind than anything else you get so busy, got no time to analyse why in your dreams you are just floating there like dishes in the sink, so you get up and hit the city. you're just tryin to make the best of it. beard keeps growin so you keep shavin fast food eating everyone in the nation sticks and stones won't break your bones but yer phone's ringtones got everybody worried about the radiation this is called the city but it's more a state of mind than anything else you get so busy, got no time to analyse why in your dreams you are just floating there like dishes in the sink, so you get up and hit the city. you're just tryin to make the best of it. it's a long way home it's a long way down analyzin, super-sizin, young men learnin about compromisin, faces wisen, rents keep risin don't waste your time tryin to read between the lines you'll just find they sold the space there for advertising. From Letras Mania