Lyrics:

City living well it ain't for most,
And that's a fact not an empty boast,
Street scene and robot in din,
Sun shines but you can't get it,
Many souls have been lead astray,
You've gotta love it anyway.

City life well it ain't for most,
You gotta be tough or you're gonna be toast,
Many sizes and many names,
From a distance they're all the same.
Plenty people like open space,
But give me a perfumed alley way,
Give me clouds and give me buildings,
Give me rotting vegetation,
Give me concrete, give me ceilings,
Give me over-population,
I love the city.

Many people like open space,
But give me a perfumed alley way.
Give me clouds and give me buildings,
Give me rotting vegetation,
Give me concrete, give me ceilings,
Give me over-population,
Oh I love the city.