Smells Like Home

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