Concrete and chaos rise up
Spiderweb across the land
Like a giant rash.
Forests lie down below
Foundations of buildings in a bed of ash.
Some people here got it real good,
'cuz the glass towers bring prosperity.
Other people starve in the street
Because concrete knows no sympathy.
Big city, it's a wishing well.
Big city, it's a living hell.
This town, it's fucking insane:
How one will starve and another will gain.
Like a giant mechanical brain,
and the people are cells and the streets are sits there stark, gray and cold.
(Chorus)
And I think I wanna be a brick layer.
So I can put another brick in the wall.
it's sanitary, rational, happy and sane.
Growing like a flower to surround us all.
(Chorus)
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