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 glass towers bring prosperity

And other people starve in the street

Because concrete knows no sympathy

Big city

Big city, it’s a wishing well

Big city, it’s a living hell

This town it’s fucking insane

How one will starve and another will gain

It’s like a giant mechanical brain

And the people are cells and the streets are veins

It thinks only of itself

A thousand limbs crawling as it expands and grows

And still the concrete sits there

Sits there stark grey and cold

Big city

Big city, it’s a wishing well

Big city, it’s a living hell

And I think I wanna be a brick layer

So I can put another brick in the wall

It’s sanitary rational and happy and sane

Growing like a flower to surround us all

Big city

Big city, it’s a wishing well

Big city, it’s a living hell

Big city

Big city, it’s a wishing well

Big city, it’s a living hell