Livin' for the City

A boy is born in hard time mississippi
 Surrounded by four walls that aint so pretty
 His parents give him love and affection
 To keep him strong moving in the right direction
 Living just enough, just enough for the city... ee ha!
 His father works some days for fourteen hours
 And you can bet he barely makes a dollar
 His mother goes to scrub the floors for many
 And youd best believe she hardly gets a penny
 Living just enough, just enough for the city... yeah!
 His sisters black but she is shonuff pretty
 Her skirt is short but lord her legs are sturdy
 To walk to school shes got to get up early
 Her clothes are old but never are they dirty
 Living just enough, just enough for the city... um hum
 Her brothers smart hes got more sense than many
 His patiences long but soon he wont have any
 Cause where he lives they dont use colored people
 Living just enough, just enough for the city...
 Living just enough...
 For the city... ooh, ooh
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 His hair is long, his feet are hard and gritty
 He spends his life walking the streets of new york city
 Hes almost dead from breathing in air pollution
 He tried to vote but to him theres no solution
 Living just enough, just enough for the city...
 Yeah, yeah, yeah!
 I hope you hear inside my voice of sorrow
 And that it motivates you to make a better tomorrow
 This place is cruel no where could be much colder
 If we dont change the world will soon be over
 Living just enough, stop giving just enough for the
 city!!!
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 Da da da da da da
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