Pearse's observations on urban life after hearing "Country Living is Grand" on Padraig Stevens' album, Sound! Bah, blah, blah.



The citys all stuffy but I like fast food

Waiting on buses, going down the tubes

You get used to the noise, the fumes from

The cars

I don't know the last time that

I looked at the stars



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Looking for income, looking for hope

Most times you're treated like a bit of a joke

There's nothing so bad that couldn't be worse

They say one man's blessing's

another man's curse



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going to the market 

going to the pub

you go to your boss and you 

ask for a sub

we cycled all over, seen all the sight

but I like nothing better than the hot city nights



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trying it make contact but there's

no-one at home

they're all out to lunch and they've switched

off their phones

searching and searching, what do

you get

total frustration, surfing the net



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concrete drives you crazy

my mind is getting lazy

give me your answer daily

give mE your answer do

things are getting hAzy

you know it isn't aisy

I'll be over maisie

Cock a doodle do



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