Living For The City

A boy is born in hard time Mississippi

Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty.

His parents give him love and affection

To keep him strong, moving in the right direction.

Living just enough, just enough

Living just enough, just enough

for the city.

Living for the city.

Yeah.

His father works some days for fourteen hours

And you can bet, he barely makes a dollar.

His mother goes to scrub the floors for many

And you'd best believe, she hardly gets a penny.

Living just enough, just enough

Living just enough, just enough

for the city.

Living for the city.

His hair is long, his feet are hard and gritty,

He spends the life walking the streets of New York City.

He's almost dead from breathing in air pollution,

He tried and fought, but to him there's no solution.

Living just enough, just enough

for the city.

I hope you hear inside my voice of sorrow

And that it motivates you to make a better tomorrow.

This place is cruel, nowhere could be much colder,

If we don't change, the world will soon be over.

Living just enough, just enough

Living just enough, just enough

for the city.

I'm living just enough

Living just enough.

I'm living just enough

Living just enough.

Can you stop living just enough?

(Can you stop living just enough?)

I'm living just enough

Living just enough

For the city.

Just enough.

Baby, just enough.

Can you stop?

Can you stop?

Baby, just enough.

Living for the city,

Just enough.

Living for the city,

Just enough.

Living just enough, just enough

Living just enough, just enough

for the city.

Just enough.

• Artist:Monkey Business