Matt Ingram - The City Nowdays lyrics

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Matt Ingram - The City Nowdays lyrics

You can hear the protesters chiming, the suits say they're simply whining, while the cardboard signs seem to observe rights through enforced co-signing… I was raised in the backdrop of elitist dining - Crime propagated through the idea of hierarchy climbing. But when the markets dive, the poorest have to save face - They say grace 'cause only faith can pay today's rates. I'm feeling tardy, late to the Jeremy Corbyn party… My excuse, I'm half starved and all of an airhead arty. I'm usually late - world worn, torn, or baked - My week days are spent in a weak daze trying to pay the state. You're in a state because the progressive in you dominates, but when your ethics fluctuates a utopia is hard to place. That's why slaves pay when the price of freedom won't go down. I might be so glad when I see the sun go down. (x2) But who places limits on obstruction? And what writes the angle of the day? And who mourns a farmer out of cattle when you're face down some city away? And who queued up to start the fire that would back stab some pharaoh one day? And who queued up to start the fire that would burn down some empire one day? I've got heartache, headache, high cholesterol, low self esteem. The terrorists are out to get me because I approved of Noam Chomsky beating on his chest. - Illegally downloading music's become too easy - it's destroying the culture. But I don't wanna pay for it - f** that. I've got bills to pay, I've got food to eat - I don't earn that much money - There are jobs nowhere, I can't find any! What happened to Rock and Roll? What happened to Hip Hop? What happened to the cinema? Films used to be… Great. Now they're easy to make, easy to sell, easy to get bored of - everything's 4 stars or more - Everything's the best film of the year - Fast food films - Fast food music - Fast food politics - Fast food ideologies - What's the worth of working to live at the cost of your soul? So much so that you don't want to live at all?