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SOL LAm
People say it doesn't exist
DO
'Cause no one would like to admit
SOL
That there is a city underground
LAm
Where people live everyday
DO
Off the waste and decay
SOL
Off the discards of their fellow man
CHORUS
SOL LAm DO
Here in subcity life is hard
SOL LAm RE
We can't receive any government relief
SOL LAm DO
I'd like to please give Mr. President my honest regards
RE SOL
For disregarding me
They say there'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
I'm at the mercy of the world
I guess I'm lucky to be alive
LAm
They say we've fallen through the cracks
SOL
They say the system works
But we won't let it
DO
Help
I guess they never stop to think
SOL
We might not just want handouts
LAm
But a way to make an honest living
SOL
Living this ain't living
What did I do deserve this
Had my trust in god
Worked everyday of my life
Thought I had some guarantees
That's what I thought
At least that'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
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