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Intro: G Am C G Am People say it doesn't exist C 'Cause no one would like to admit G 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 G Am C Here in subcity life is hard G Am D We can't receive any government relief G Am C 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 Am 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 Am 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
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