Meanwhile Back In The City

I was 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 farm That's why city living does the pysche such harm And I said 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 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 Don't know how people gonna live like this Pigeons might enjoy it but I cant live in this mess and I said 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 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 realisations were pa*sing 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 Oce 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 gotta go