J.P. Nickolson - Up In Heaven (Not Only Here) lyrics

The towers of London, these crumbling rocks Reality estates that the hero's got And every hour's marked by the chime of a clock What you gonna do when the darkness surrounds? You can piss in the lifts which have broken down You can watch from the debris the last bedroom light We're invisible here just past midnight And the wives hate their husbands, the husbands don't care Their children daub slogans to prove they lived there A giant pipe organ up in the air You can't live in a home which should not have been built By the bourgeois clerks who bear no guilt When the wind hits this building this building it tilts One day it will surely fall to the ground Fear is just another commodity here They sell us peeping holes to peek when we hear A bang on the door resoundingly clear Who would really want to move in here? The children play faraway, the corridors are bare This room is a cage, it's like captivity How can anyone exist in such misery? It has been said not only here "Allianza dollars are spent To raise the towerin' buildings For the weary bones of the workers To go back in the morning It has been said not only here "Allianza dollars are spent To raise the towering buildings For the weary bones of the workers To be strong in the morning" It has been said not only here To raise the towering buildings "Allianza dollars are spent To raise the towering buildings For the weary bones of the workers To go back in the morning To be strong in the morning"