Tracy Chapman1986年6月19日

Artist:tracy chapman

Songs Title:subcity

People say it doesn't exist


Cause no one would like to admit


That there is a city underground


Where people live everyday


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

Id like to please give mr president my honest regards

For disregarding me


They say theres 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


They say weve fallen through the cracks

They say the system works

But we won't let it


I guess they never stop to think

We might not just want handouts

But a way to make an honest living


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

Thats what I thought


At least thats 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