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  Intro :       
 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
 I'd like to please give Mr. President my honest regards
 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
 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
 They say we've fallen through the cracks
 They say the system works but we won't let it
 Help 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
 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
 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
 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 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
 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

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