People say it doesn't exist
'Cause no one would like to admit
That there is a city underground
People live every day
Off the waste and decay
Off the discards of their fellow man
Here in subcity, life is hard
We can't receive any government relief
Won't you please, please give the President my honest regards
For disregarding me?
They say there's too much crime in these city streets
My sentiments exactly
Government and big business hold the purse strings
When I worked, I worked in the factories
I'm at the mercy of the world
Guess I'm lucky to be alive
'Cause here in subcity, life is hard
We can't receive any government relief
Won't you please give Mr. President my honest regards
For disregarding me?
They say we've fallen through the cracks
Say the system works, but we won't let it
Help!
Guess they never stop to think
We might not just want handouts
But a way to make an honest living
Living, this ain't living
Here in subcity, life is hard
We can't receive any government relief
I'd like to, please, please, give the President my honest regards
For disregarding me
What did I do to deserve this?
Had my trust in God
Worked every day of my life
Thought I had some guarantees
That's what I thought
At least that's what I thought
'Cause here in subcity, life is hard
We can't receive any government relief
I'd like to, please, give Mr. President my honest regards
For disregarding me
Last night, I had another restless sleep
Wondering what tomorrow might bring
Last night, I dreamed a cold blue light was shining down on me
I screamed myself awake
Thought I must be dying
Thought I must be dying
'Cause here in subcity, life is hard
We can't receive any government relief
I'd like to, please, give Mr. President my honest regards
Oh, for disregarding me
Disregarding me, disregarding me
Disregarding me, disregarding me
Disregarding me, disregarding me
Disregarding me, disregarding me