You can't see the moon above the city    The sky is always full of clouds    Even when the sun's gone down    It's like living on the underground    Black and white in shades of brown       And you can't breathe the air in the city    With the fumes of cars and factories    Your lungs ain't what they're used to be    Breathe in the new complacency    At least it's good for industry    At least it's smells like home    At least it's smells like home       And you can't get a job in the city    With all the new technology    Robots run the factories    It's sanitized economy    Robots don't get lung disease       In the cit-ty, in the cit-ty-ty       In the city you can't get a job    In the city you can't get a flat    You can't get much of what he's got    And he can't get much of that       Give you a deal, was fair and square    Four walls, ceiling and floor    Thing to keep you from getting more          In the cit-ty-ty-ty, in the cit-cit-cit-ty-ty       How big is that hole around your head?    How big is that hole around your town?    How big is that hole around your lifestyle? - lifestyle       How big is that hole around your head?    How big is that hole around your town?    How big is that hole around your ...    ... the ideas of pulling it all down    Pulling it all down, pulling it all down, pulling it all down          And you can't get healthy in the city    The sky is so grey    It's like forty fags a day    And the water is hard beneath the foam    The despondency inside    Merely reflects the concrete sky    So let's go out    Let's stay in - at least it smells like home