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People say it doesnand't exist
and'cause no one would like to admit
that there is a city underground
where people live everyday
off the waste and decay
off the discards of their fellow man
here in subcity life is hard
we canand't receive any government relief
iand'd like to please give mr. president my honest regards
for disregarding me
they say thereand's too much crime in these city streets
my sentiments exactly
government and big business hold the purse strings
when i worked i worked in the factories
iand'm at the mercy of the world
i guess iand'm lucky to be alive
they say weand've fallen through the cracks
they say the system works
but we wonand't let it
help
i guess they never stop to think
we might not just want handouts
but a way to make an honest living
living this ainand't living
what did i do deserve this
had my trust in god
worked everyday of my life
thought i had some guarantees
thatand's what i thought
at least thatand's what i thought
last night i had another restless sleep
wondering what tomorrow might bring
last night i dreamed
a cold blue light was shining down on me
i screamed myself awake
thought i must be dying
thought i must be dying
Tracy Chapman
Subcity
Subcity
People say it doesnand't exist
and'cause no one would like to admit
that there is a city underground
where people live everyday
off the waste and decay
off the discards of their fellow man
here in subcity life is hard
we canand't receive any government relief
iand'd like to please give mr. president my honest regards
for disregarding me
they say thereand's too much crime in these city streets
my sentiments exactly
government and big business hold the purse strings
when i worked i worked in the factories
iand'm at the mercy of the world
i guess iand'm lucky to be alive
they say weand've fallen through the cracks
they say the system works
but we wonand't let it
help
i guess they never stop to think
we might not just want handouts
but a way to make an honest living
living this ainand't living
what did i do deserve this
had my trust in god
worked everyday of my life
thought i had some guarantees
thatand's what i thought
at least thatand's what i thought
last night i had another restless sleep
wondering what tomorrow might bring
last night i dreamed
a cold blue light was shining down on me
i screamed myself awake
thought i must be dying
thought i must be dying