Big City
by Psychic Monkey ™
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We all live in this city
Funny crowds and shiny crowns
Big things, small hearts.
Sky brown with smog, what a pity.
This big city...

We all live in this city
Tall buildings, tall towers
Short fuse. Short orders
Body in chalk ain't so pretty.
This big city...

We all live in this city
Bright lights, sleek cars
Queers, queens and lovers
Hangin' in the alley.
This big city...

We all live in this city
Light never go out here
No one listen, no one care
No time to greet, a place for the gritty.
This big city...

We all live in this city
Homeless man pushing his cart along
Long after his hope is gone
He can still don a smile and just push on.
(in) This big city...

We all live in this city
Million dollar view from my top floor
Top down view of the whores
Working overtime to be
(in) This. This. This...This big city.

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