City Junk Lyrics

I am a city junk Living in the Beijing Today
TianAnMen Square that's where I spent my day
I've got my Television, And my coke cola.
I've got something else that I want to say.

I've got my own feeling, the feeling like
The feeling like shit!
I've got my own flavor, The flavor ain't coke cola
I've got my own way, I'm on my own dream
In the city, in the hell

In the city, in the hell

I'm on my own way, Making my own dream.
There're so many things you won't ever have.
You won't get it in time, You won't lose it in life,
And you won't just give it away.

I've got my own feeling, the feeling like
The feeling like shit!
I've got my own flavor, The flavor ain't no coke cola
I've got my own way, I'm on my own dream
In the city, in the hell
In the city, in the hell

I've got my own feeling, the feeling like
The feeling like shit!
I've got my own flavor, The flavor ain't coke cola
I've got my own way, I'm on my own dream
In the city, in the hell
In the city, in the hell