Concrete Jungle — Oxymoron

In the shadow of the concrete giants Got to live there from day to day Grey cold houses have been there for too long Hear the voices of the kids'sad song

Chorus:

In our city grows a bomb

In this wasteland they've bred a new age Crammed together like rats in a cage They've built a time bomb that is running fast Use their fucking coencrete to plug up their arses

It's the place where you're at home Have grown and where you roam Hell, how you hate this town - this Concrete jungle

Got nowhere else to go Looks like this anyhow Has transformed in a ghetto - this concrete jungle

The streets look desolate And decay has set in there yet Oh what a dreary sight - this concrete jungle

Their dreams of progress But the empty shells remained Where the now lodge our kind - this concrete jungle

It's a wastland of our days Where crime and aggro rise That's a fact they face - this concrete jungle