War in a Town

Concrete jungle bloody city Concrete jungle bloody city
Down there where there is no pity

Chorus:
War in a town some warn Run go a country
Sorry papa never leave no property
Uncle Sill say him will chill in the hill
Free from water rate and light bill
John Brown him frown a town
No money around "Oh what a pity"
The dog a hound and granny a groan
Mama moan in the city

This burn you like a fire, shock you like electricity
Dog Nyam you supper in the bloody city
Crime is getting higher in every vicinity
Maximum pollution soround the community
People crying out, say them want better livity
How them a go get it if there is no unity

Chorus

Them sorry them go live in the mess
The amount of wickedness, them indulge in excess
Torment them soul and them can't find no rest
First them should be good them should be better than best
Every knee shall bow and every tongue confess
If you're not cursed then you must be blessed
Accident nuff go crash and collide
Shouldn't run away from out a the country side
Go take the fast lane and can't handle the ride
Get caught in the city concrete jungle
With them bag of false pride
Now them want to return with no place to abide
Out in a the countryside

Produced by Sting Ray Recorded at Big House Studio, London, England Lyrics by Fitz Cotterell & K Lovelace