Made In City

	Too many people jammed in the street,

	so many questions and the same dream,

	the fear and noise trouble and rubbish,

	all of these are made in the city.



	too many poor people and mystic rich,

	full of lies and ugly buildings,

	no punk rock music on the radio or TV,

	all the shit's made in the city.



	we're all in the city with nothing you can't see,

	dreams or reality, which do you believe,

	I'm a punk, my mom doesn't care about the olympics,

	what should we do and what do you need in the city.