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Living in the city seems
To fill me with trepidation
Fills me with trepidation inside
Too much big business
And too little celebration
Too little celebration indeed
So let¡¯s raise our voices
And sing for our lives
Sing for our life
Let¡¯s raise our voices
Drink for our lives
Drink for your life my friends, my friends,
my friends, my friends
Too many reassuring lies
To lullaby the population
Lullaby the population to sleep
Too much big business
Too little celebration
Too little celebration indeed
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