Burn City

[Verse 1] They say life's not worth living in Burn City Work 40 hours a week until you turn 60 Earn fifty grand a year, debt for eternity No sleep, no rest is a certainty We choose to adhere, persuing careers Like border men on parades, the brute with sincere Losing our rights, using our fears Burn City - one day I'll be moving from here Going back to the cave, the embrionic stage Before the, black clouds and atomic rain Before the, black wave on Boxing Day Before the, man-made economic plague Burn City lost her way, she's not the same She forgot about the streets we populate So we compensate in a lot of ways and intoxicate ourselves to stop the pain [Chorus: Pegz and Kye] {Vocals in parentheses by Kye} (Burn City) What happened to the passion we had, I know you like the back of my hand (Burn City) I told you I'd be packing my bags if you ever turned your back on my fam (Burn City) That's the sound of an angry crowd singing "BURN THIS BITCH TO THE GROUND!" [[[ Brother Ali (Burn, burn, burn, Burn City) [Verse 2] Yeah, I see bluecollars sweating, their families stressing I see, whitecollars on anti-depressants I see, unemployed looking anxiously reckless Everybody's tryna manage gravities pressures Has the standard of living gradually risen, we're like Battery hens - mechanically driven And it's hard to explain like humanities vision And who's to blame for the planets condition Everyday another chapter is written with passionate lyrics Another character witness is tragically missing Another young kid's landed in prison We all slip through the cracks and abandon the system Burn City, you don't own the streets We closed our minds and postponed our dreams You sold us out and promoted greed but you won't defeat my people's only beef [Chorus] [Verse 3] We lose confidence glued to computer monitors World's apart within a few kilometres Anonymous expats drifting through the metropolis Close my eyes and vision a new apocalypse Revenge of the everyday folk, burn down the city and regenerate growth Watch the flames rise like the end of Waco Skyscrapers fall in a breath of grey smoke What happened to the corner stone, you don't celebrate or support your own? There's no tolerance to those who walk below Burn City - the city that I call my home [Chorus] [Vocals: Kye] Well I made it this far, built it all from scratch When all things were looking bad, yo I needed to step back So I gripped all my senses and I pushed on through And I got out of that mess, and I saw the light