Frustration about being in London during a constant state of terror alert and wishing someone would just hurry up and bomb it so you can have bins in train stations again. Not really though, because people would die.
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Wound up in city living
Never see the light
Just try to keep up with
The pace of daily life
Flickers past so fast so quick that
If you blink then you will miss it
Bogged down in city living
And dreams of greener fields
Lunch break and a coffee cup
Is all your harvest yields
Flickers past so fast so quick that
If you blink then you will miss it
Running out of sense and money
Wait to see that match being lit
Burn down my city
Burn it to the ground
Life wastes in terror
Waiting for the day
The day when they will
Burn this city down
You're lost in city living
In someone's disguise
Nothing like what you foresaw
In your young childs eyes
Flickers past so fast so quick that
If you blink then you will miss it
Running out of sense and money
Wait to see that match being lit
Burn down my city
Burn it to the ground
Life wastes in terror
Waiting for the day
The day when they will
Burn this city
Burn down my city
Burn it to the ground
Life wastes in terror
Waiting for the day
The day when they will
Burn this city
Waiting for the day
The day when they will
Burn this city down