paroles de chanson Subcity - Tracy Chapman
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
For
disregarding
me
For
disregarding
me
For
disregarding
me
For
disregarding
me
For
disregarding
me
For
disregarding
me
For
disregarding
me
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