Big City Blues
from Mood Swings by Stig Of The Dump
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An outsider's image of inner city living...
lyrics
As i walk through a maze of the city's coldest buildings/
She starts singin a song to her forgotten homeless children/
A lullaby full of car alarms and sirens/
In a city that never sleeps, where streets are never silent/
Where night life's vibrant and rife with trouble/
As the bricks breath heavy as if theyre ready to crumble/
The walls may have ears but nobody else is listening/
As the beast prowel freely to steal their next victim/
Faces fade and disappeared into the distance/
Drug abusers lose to the pressures of existence/
Resistance is futile, there's nothing to do/
In the end we all suffer from big city blues/
And so theres crews of dudes sitting sipping and sniffing/
Cos in the city sins are never forgotten and less forgiven/
When ya living in a world that's full of high rise dreams/
And the sound of passing traffic drowns out silent screams/
Ultra violent scenes, in a world thats clock work/
Where money oils the pockets that make the cogs turn/
Nocturnal workers burn their herbs after dark/
I take my place with the strays and serenade the stars/
SCRATCHED HOOK "Its economics............... can't stop it"
The big city, wear depressions generic/
It seems that inner city stress is a national epidemic/
Grey clouds loom until the towns silhouetted/
Where times are hard, nobody wants to let ya forget it/
Where street lamps battle with the dark of the night/
And street corner stars work and hustle in the twilight/
Lifetimes finite, so everyone meets defeat/
And battle scars are rapidly camoflaged by the concrete
A complete image of life in a snapshot/
Where innocence is lost into an inner city backdrop/
Cop shops are full up, but pockets are empty/
You want green your out of luck, but look for brown & there's plenty/
Rush hours a frenzy of 9 to 5ers/
An exodus of bodies, who's eyes are lifeless/
And everyone escape with a little bit of R.E.M
Until they wake and realise where they are again/
And your all part of them, cursed by the mind state/
Comatose midweek, alive on a friday/
I'm a modern man behind the eyes of a primate/
I still sing the big city blues but do it my way/
SCRATCHED HOOK "Its economics............... can't stop it"
No matter what your post code, your dresscode or age is/
Race, faith, your gender or family name is/
We all enter the matrix on a daily basis/
The situation stays the same and nothing ever changes/
City life is grim and strife is just part of the day to day/
Women paint their face and men shave with the latest razor blades/
Waiting for the weekend to come, so they can waste their pay/
Forgetting 'bout the routine they go through to make a wage/
Many blaze a jay, sedate and take away the pain/
Aching as their hope for change flickers like a naked flame /
Brains decay and motivation fades from the monotony/
As workers huddle home to the subtle tone of forgotton dreams/
Back to tv dinners and kipping in rotting properties/
Scared to break out 'cause passion isn't office policy/
Colonies of metal beasts face off in congestion/
As whordes of worker ants surge in ranks towards redemption/
SCRATCHED HOOK "Its economics............... can't stop it"
She starts singin a song to her forgotten homeless children/
A lullaby full of car alarms and sirens/
In a city that never sleeps, where streets are never silent/
Where night life's vibrant and rife with trouble/
As the bricks breath heavy as if theyre ready to crumble/
The walls may have ears but nobody else is listening/
As the beast prowel freely to steal their next victim/
Faces fade and disappeared into the distance/
Drug abusers lose to the pressures of existence/
Resistance is futile, there's nothing to do/
In the end we all suffer from big city blues/
And so theres crews of dudes sitting sipping and sniffing/
Cos in the city sins are never forgotten and less forgiven/
When ya living in a world that's full of high rise dreams/
And the sound of passing traffic drowns out silent screams/
Ultra violent scenes, in a world thats clock work/
Where money oils the pockets that make the cogs turn/
Nocturnal workers burn their herbs after dark/
I take my place with the strays and serenade the stars/
SCRATCHED HOOK "Its economics............... can't stop it"
The big city, wear depressions generic/
It seems that inner city stress is a national epidemic/
Grey clouds loom until the towns silhouetted/
Where times are hard, nobody wants to let ya forget it/
Where street lamps battle with the dark of the night/
And street corner stars work and hustle in the twilight/
Lifetimes finite, so everyone meets defeat/
And battle scars are rapidly camoflaged by the concrete
A complete image of life in a snapshot/
Where innocence is lost into an inner city backdrop/
Cop shops are full up, but pockets are empty/
You want green your out of luck, but look for brown & there's plenty/
Rush hours a frenzy of 9 to 5ers/
An exodus of bodies, who's eyes are lifeless/
And everyone escape with a little bit of R.E.M
Until they wake and realise where they are again/
And your all part of them, cursed by the mind state/
Comatose midweek, alive on a friday/
I'm a modern man behind the eyes of a primate/
I still sing the big city blues but do it my way/
SCRATCHED HOOK "Its economics............... can't stop it"
No matter what your post code, your dresscode or age is/
Race, faith, your gender or family name is/
We all enter the matrix on a daily basis/
The situation stays the same and nothing ever changes/
City life is grim and strife is just part of the day to day/
Women paint their face and men shave with the latest razor blades/
Waiting for the weekend to come, so they can waste their pay/
Forgetting 'bout the routine they go through to make a wage/
Many blaze a jay, sedate and take away the pain/
Aching as their hope for change flickers like a naked flame /
Brains decay and motivation fades from the monotony/
As workers huddle home to the subtle tone of forgotton dreams/
Back to tv dinners and kipping in rotting properties/
Scared to break out 'cause passion isn't office policy/
Colonies of metal beasts face off in congestion/
As whordes of worker ants surge in ranks towards redemption/
SCRATCHED HOOK "Its economics............... can't stop it"
credits
from Mood Swings,
released October 11, 2010
Produced & Mixed by Pete Cannon
Vocals Recorded & Mixed by A.Evans
Cuts by DJ Manipulate
Cuts recorded by Ido
Produced & Mixed by Pete Cannon
Vocals Recorded & Mixed by A.Evans
Cuts by DJ Manipulate
Cuts recorded by Ido
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