Concrete and chaos rise up Spiderweb across the land Like a giant rash Forests lie down below Foundations of buildings in a bed of ash Some people here got it real good Cuz the glass towers bring prosperity Other people starve in the street Because concrete knows no sympathy Big city, big city, big city Big city its a wishing well Big city its a living hell This town its fucking insane How one will starve and another will gain Like a giant mechanical brain And the people are cells and the streets are veins It thinks only of itself A thousand limbs crawling as it expands and grows And still the concrete sits there Sits there stark grey and cold Big city, big city, big city Big city its a wishing well Big city its a living hell And I think I wanna be a brick layer So I can put another brick in the wall Its sanitary rational happy and sane Growing like a flower to surround us all Big city, big city, big city Big city its a wishing well Big city its a living hell