Artist: The Presidents of the United States of America
Song: meanwhile back in the city
Well I standing quiet alone in a crowded disco
When a man I did not know
Showed me the door and told me I had to go
Well that kind of humiliation never happens on a farm
That's why city livin' does the
Psysche such harm and I said
Fire escapes don't work, until there's a fire
You gotta sleep on the floor
Live in the mud
There's no need to go higher
Once you taste a brick, you won't want more
Saving sanity is no trick
When your livin' outdoors
Well it did not take me long to realise my mistake
When garbage trucks messed up my dreams
I knew my dreams were fake
I don't know how people gonna live like this
Pigeons might enjoy it but I
Can't live in this mess and I said
Fire escapes don't work, until there's a fire
You gotta sleep on the floor
Live in the mud
There's no need to go higher
Once you taste a brick, you can't chew and talk
Saving sanity is no trick
When your livin' in a room the size of a shoebox
So finally all the wires and plastic got to me
Ideas and realizations were passing right through me
I did not take a train, a plane or bus with wings
Man wasn't meant to fly
Besides walking does the same thing
Gets me outta here
Fire escapes don't work until theres a fire
You gotta sleep on the floor
Live in the mud
There's no need to go higher
Once you taste a brick you won't want more
Saving sanity is a trick
When you livin' on someone elses floor
Hi, wazzup? How you doing? Its good to see ya
What's your name again? I cant remember
Times up, I gotta go
