From the recording Live at Garrett Street
Lyrics
Waking up, it's another day in paradise
Go to work
We're talking one hour each way kinda drive
One head per box,
Stuck in a standstill five lanes wide, from side to side
You wonder how much longer you can do this
Can you see to the other side?
Can you feel my heartbeat on the rise?
I think we should build cities for people
I'm sick of living at the mercy of the automobile
I've got a vendetta for real
Oh they're pushing us apart again
Build cities for people
I'm sick of living at the mercy of the automobile
I've got a vendetta for real
Oh they're pushing us apart again
Oh, I've got 2000 kilogrammes of personal property
To dump right here in the street, hell, it better be free!
But what about the safety of our children? Easy!
Just get 'em behind the bumper of my metal machine Hell no!
It's an arms race and there's no good faith
If you're smaller, then you better get on out of the way
This road rage can't be contained
So we're dropping like flies holding out for a better day
Can you see to the other side?
Of this river of metal, pumping fumes up into our precious sky
Our precious sky
I think we should build cities for people
I'm sick of living at the mercy of the automobile
I've got a vendetta for real
Oh, they're pushing us apart again
Build cities for people
I'm sick of living at the mercy of the automobile
I've got a vendetta for real
Oh they're pushing us apart again
Dependency is the enemy
No, this ain't freedom, don't you see?
I wanna breathe easy, and just be
Hell, hear the birdsong in the trees
I think we should build cities for people
I'm sick of living at the mercy of the automobile
I've got a vendetta for real
Oh, they're pushing us apart again
We should build cities for people
I'm sick of living at the mercy of the automobile
I've got a vendetta for real
Oh they're pushing us apart again
