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Dec 2013
They say that the cities
Are paved with gold
That this is the land
Where dreams are made true

I'll tell you its where they are sold
Only the ruthless can afford
To rise to the top
The cities are nothing but cold

Homeless in doorways
And beggars on corners
A meagre minimum wage income
A damp house to welcome

Indirect subtle insults
Discrimination and accusation
Faulted into submission
One size fits all

Well it better fit you
Or you're just another number
Database, forms and paperwork
Lost in the system

Nine to five
Or the underworld shift
Borrow from Peter to give to Paul
Man made traps

Crime is always at an all time high
Theft, ****, fraud, ******
Delinquency
Occurring frequently

I read the news
And it starts my day off miserably
Concrete jungle
Where have you gone simple things

If you have a minute
Tell me about the other side
The place I want to go
Acres of playground fun

I want to hear about the trees
The earth beneath your feet
Do you sit by the river
And feel complete
Simpleton
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Simpleton  U.K
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