Subcity

People say it doesn't exist
Cause no one would like to admit
That there is a city underground

People who live every day
Off the waste and decay
Off the discards of their fellow man

Here in subcity life is hard
We can't receive any government relief
Won't you please give the president
My honest regards
For disregarding me.

They say there's too much crime
My sentiments exactly
Government and big business hold the purse strings
When I worked I worked at the factory

I'm at the mercy of the world
Guess I'm lucky to be alive

Here in subcity life is hard
We can't receive any government relief
Won't you please give Mr. President
My honest regards
For disregarding me

They say we've fallen through the cracks
They say the system works but we won't let it
They never stop to think
We might not want handouts,
But a way to make an honest living
Living, this ain't living

Cause here in subcity life is hard
We can't receive any government releif
I'd like to please
Please give the president my honest regards
For disgregarding me

What did I do to deserve this?
Had my trust in God
Worked every day of my life
Thought I had some guarantees
That's what I thought
At least that's what I thought

Cause here in subcity life is hard
We can't receive any government relief
I'd like to please
Give Mr. President my honest regards
For disregarding me

Last night I had another restless dream
Wondering what tomorrow might bring
Last night I dreamed a cold blue light was shinging down on me
I screamed myself awake
Thought I must be dying
I must be dying

Here in subcity life is hard
We can't receive any government releif
I'd like to please
Give Mr. President my honest regards
For disregarding me.