Subcity

	  		 
Intro: G  Am  C 

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People say it doesn't exist 
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'Cause no one would like to admit 
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That there is a city underground 
                           Am 
Where people live everyday 
                        C 
Off the waste and decay 
                                  G 
Off the discards of their fellow man 

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Here in subcity life is hard 
G                      Am           D 
We can't receive any government relief 
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I'd like to please give Mr. President my honest regards 
           D     G 
For disregarding me 

They say there's too much crime in these city streets 

My sentiments exactly 

Government and big business hold the purse strings 

When I worked I worked in the factories 

I'm at the mercy of the world 

I guess I'm lucky to be alive 
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They say we've fallen through the cracks 
G 
They say the system works 

But we won't let it 
 C 
Help 

I guess they never stop to think 
    G 
We might not just want handouts 
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But a way to make an honest living 
                    G 
Living this ain't living 
What did I do deserve this 
Had my trust in god 
Worked everyday of my life 
Thought I had some guarantees 
That's what I thought 
At least that's what I thought 
Last night I had another restless sleep 
Wondering what tomorrow might bring 
Last night I dreamed 
A cold blue light was shining down on me 
I screamed myself awake 
Thought I must be dying 
Thought I must be dying