People sleepin' on the sidewalks   On a rainy day   Families livin' under freeways   It's the american way   Starvin' in the city   While the farm goes to seed   Murder in the home   And crime on the streets.      Don't that trouble you brother?    Don't that trouble you pal?    Don't that trouble you sister?    Well, that's life in the city.      All our old hangouts   Are boarded up and closed   Or being sold to someone   Nobody knows   I got a woman that loves me   And I love her so   She's all dressed up now   With nowhere to go.      Don't that trouble you brother?    Don't that trouble you pal?    Don't that trouble you sister?    Well, that's life in the city.      That's life in the city.      Listen to me people   Hear what I have to say   Ever since I was knee high   I rocked my blues away   But people sleepin' on the sidewalks   And families in need   Murder in the home   And crime on the streets.      Don't that trouble you brother?    Don't that trouble you pal?    Don't that kill you sister?    Well, that's life in the city.