Get out of the city it's falling apart,
It's got a stake right through its heart.
They're queuing for food in huddled drones,
But it's safe in the larders of those on thrones.
So . . get out of the city, out of the city,
Get out of the city today.
Get out of the city,
Out of the city today . . now
Get out of the city as the sirens squeal,
High-rise living has lost its appeal.
The bailiffs giggle and snip with glee,
As they cut off gas and electricity.
Get out of the city, find a new home,
Undernourished kids are getting chilled to the bone.
The country air is fresh and clean,
But I'm drowning in a sea of tranquillity.
Writer(s): Andrew Williams, Colin Blyth, Ross Lomas, Colin Abrahall
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