Lyric Life In The City

People sleepin on the sidewalks
On a rainy day
Families livin under freeways
It s the American way
Starvin in the city
While the farm goes to seed
Murder in the home
And crime on the streets.

Don t that trouble you brother?
Don t that trouble you pal?
Don t that trouble you sister?
Well, that s life in the city.

All our old hangouts
Are boarded up and closed
Or being sold to someone
Nobody knows
I got a woman that loves me
And I love her so
She s all dressed up now
With nowhere to go.

Don t that trouble you brother?
Don t that trouble you pal?
Don t that trouble you sister?
Well, that s life in the city.

That s life in the city.

Listen to me people
Hear what I have to say
Ever since I was knee high
I rocked my blues away
But people
sleepin on the sidewalks
And families in need
Murder in the home
And crime on the streets.

Don t that trouble you brother?
Don t that trouble you pal?
Don t that kill you sister?
Well, that s life in the city.