Big City
Went out to see the village
So wounded, too much squeezed
By politicians called by population leaders
“You old adobe house fishers
Shut up! Here’s the ripper
To make a long road for empty believers”
Stepped out knocked out burned out
of that useless opulent world
where some lavish people control us all now
Don’t sell your soul to the big city of lights
Don’t sell your soul to the big city of lies
Hey wake up! Don’t smell fucking polution
Don’t pull down your hope for revolution
Fight the opressors fight the city
The ones that cover you with dirty grave
Destroy your rights your life is just a game
“Let’s blame to immigration
No choice, just frustration
No way to change cause’ there’s no revelation”
Wide shops for narrow minds
So soon they’re hypnotized
Don’t want to know that clothes make them blind
Plenty of robot folks
Where’s living? Where has it gone?
Get back our nature, it’s time to hunt
Don’t sell your soul to the big city of lights
Don’t sell your soul to the big city of lies
Hey wake up! Don’t smell fucking polution
Don’t pull down your hope for revolution
Fight the opressors fight the city
The ones that cover you with dirty grave
Destroy your rights your life is just a game