[Verse 1 Bret McKenzie] Inner city life, inner city pressure The concrete world is starting to get ya The city is alive, the city is expanding Living in the city can be demanding Youve pawned everything, everything you own A toothbrush jar and a cameraphone You dont know where youre going You cross the street You dont know why you did You walk back across the street Standing in the sitting room, totally skint And your favorite jersey is covered in lint You want to sit down, but you sold your chair So you just stand there You just stand there [Hook Bret McKenzie Jemaine Clement] Inner Inner city Inner city pressure Inner city pressure [Verse 2 Jemaine Clement] Counting coins on the counter of the 711 From a quarter past six til a quarter to seven The manager, Bevin, starts to abuse me Hey man, I just want some muesli Neon signs, hidden messages Questions, answers, fetishes You know youre not in high finance Considering secondhand underpants Check your mind, howd it get so bad? What happened to those other underpants you had? Look in your pockets, havent found a cent yet Landlords on your balls, Have you paid your rent yet? [Hook] Inner Inner city Inner city pressure Inner city pressure Inner Inner city Inner city pressure Inner city pressure [Verse 3 Jemaine] So you think, Maybe youll be a prostitute Just to pay for your lessons, youre learning the flute Ladies wouldnt pay you very much for this Looks like youll never be a concert flutist [Verse 4 Bret] You dont measure up to the expectation When youre unemployed theres no vacation No one cares, no one sympathizes You just stay at home and play synthesizers Inner city pressure Inner city pressure [Hook] Inner Inner city Inner city pressure Inner city pressure Inner Inner city Inner city pressure Inner city pressure
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