Urban usine

Pere Vilanova

The place where I belong
is not for heroes
they're not enough brave

to build from the scratch
a bridge between the two souls sides,

hey mum, I know that you suffer
but you cannot cross with me,
legends are not useful here,

they are just too old to teach me politics,
just too old for me.

The iron machine smokes
is throwin' fire in my screen and all
my fantasy freedoms
dress up then with filter lips

and hey, you, I know you have plans
but they always forget about me,
why is it so?

Oh you're just too old to teach me anything,
just too old for me,
you're just too old to give me birth,
just too old for me

Stars are shinin' there
my heart is looking for them
over, over again,

And you say I don't mind,
you should follow my plans,
over, over again,

You're just too old to give me birth,
you ain't workin' no more in the urban usine,
you're just too old to give me birth,
just too old for me.