Big City

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, ''cause the gla*s 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 f**king 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)