Subcity Lyrics - Crossroads - Tracy Chapman

People say it doesn't exist 

'Cause no one would like to admit 

That there is a city underground 

Where people live everyday 

Off the waste and decay 

Off the discards of their fellow man 

Here in subcity life is hard 

We can't receive any government relief 

Won't you please, please give the President my honest regards 

For disregarding me 

They say there's too much crime in these city streets 

My sentiments exactly 

Government and big business hold the purse strings 

When I worked I worked in the factories 

I'm at the mercy of the world 

I guess I'm lucky to be alive 

Here in subcity life is hard 

We can't receive any government relief 

Won't you please, please give the President my honest regards 

For disregarding me 

They say we've fallen through the cracks 

They say the system works 

But we won't let it help 

I guess they never stop to think 

We might just want handouts 

Way to make an honest living 

Living this ain't living 

Here in subcity life is hard 

We can't receive any government relief 

I'd like to please, please give the President my honest regards 

For disregarding me 

What did I do deserve this 

Had my trust in god 

Worked everyday of my life 

Thought I had some guarantees 

That's what I thought 

At least that's what I thought 

'Cause here in subcity life is hard 

We can't receive any government relief 

I'd like to please give the President my honest regards 

For disregarding me 

Last night I had another restless sleep 

Wondering what tomorrow might bring 

Last night I dreamed 

A cold blue light was shining down on me 

I screamed myself awake 

Thought I must be dying, dying 

Thought I must be dying, dying 

'Cause here in subcity life is hard 

We can't receive any government relief 

I'd like to please give the President my honest regards 

Oh, for disregarding me 

Disregarding me 

Disregarding me 

Disregarding me 

Disregarding me 

Disregarding me 

Disregarding me 

Disregarding me 

Disregarding me