BIG BAD CITY
(Music / Lyrics: Steph)

A place where sirens wail, where people never smile,
Ice creams vans don't stop along murder mile.
Fortune stalks the rich, the brainless and the pretty,
Another day dawns in this big bad city.
Is there more to life? I'm looking for a sign,
Going round and round on the circle line.
No matter where I ride squashed in this sardine train,
The sweat of apathy drips down like acid rain.

I've got to get out of this big bad city,
I've got to get out of this big bad city.

Hot summer nights give way to humid days,
I call upon the Thames to wash the stench away.
I call upon the gods to blind the London Eye,
But the city lives and still I wonder why.
I want to tell the tourists they're better off at home,
I want to tell you lovers you're better off alone.
I want to shout rude words across Trafalgar Square,
I want to tell the world this city doesn't care.

I've got to get out of this big bad city,
I've got to get out of this big bad city.

I don't want to die here, this city won't be my grave,
I've got to get out of this big bad city.

I need someone to take me far from here,
I don't care where or how,
Tired of this city, tired of life, is what they say,
So please shoot me now.

Life is but a traffic jam to the grave,
So what's the point of trying to behave?
Sex and chocolate and rock 'n' roll,
Anything goes to fill that hole.
All I see is madness, a soulless city life,
Sanity is waning, I'll soon be out of time.
The tragedy is funny, the comedy so cruel,
I try to find an answer but no one knows the rules.

I'm packing my bags, I'm heading out,
I'm leaving this city far behind.
I've got to get out of this big, bad city,
I've got to get out of this big bad city.