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    1. Meanwhile Back In the City (Letra)

      Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

      I was standing quiet alone in a crowded disco
      When a man I did not know showed me the door
      And told me I had to go
      Well that kind of humiliation never happens on farm
      That’s why city living does the pysche such harm
      And I said

      Fire escapes don’t work until theres a fire
      You gotta sleep on the floor
      Live in the mud
      There’s no need to go higher
      Once you taste a brick you won’t want more
      Saving sanity is no trick when your livin’ outdoors

      Well it did not take me long to realise my mistake
      When garbage trucks messed up my dreams I knew my dreams were fake
      Don’t know how people gonna live like this
      Pigeons might enjoy it but I cant live in this mess and I said

      Fire escapes don’t work until theres a fire
      You gotta sleep on the floor
      Live in the mud
      There’s no need to go higher
      Once you taste a brick you can’t chew and talk
      Saving sanity is no trick when your livin’ in a room the size of a shoebox

      So finally all the wires and plastic got to me
      Ideas and realisations were passing right through me
      I did not take a train a plane or bus with wings
      Man wasn’t meant to fly
      Besides walking does the same thing: gets me outta here

      Fire escapes don’t work until theres a fire
      You gotta sleep on the floor
      Live in the mud
      There’s no need to go higher
      Oce you taste a brick you won’t want more
      Saving sanity is a trick when you livin’ on someone elses floor

      Hi, wazzup, how you doing, its good to see ya
      What’s your name again, I can’t remember
      Times up gotta go

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