- cifra
Runaways and rapists
Fill the streets at night
Broken bottles
Glimmer in the city lights
In the allies old winds blow
In the crowd of people
On the subway trains
No one looks into your eyes
In the park a junkie dies
Cruel town, it's a cruel town
Cold people cruel town
Cruel town, it's a cruel town
If you fall, you stay down
Cold city, cruel system
Nothing's made for people
See the run down alcoes
Drift in the mall
Laws change
And governments fall
But the beggars all remain
Cruel town, it's a cruel town
Cold people cruel town
Cruel town, it's a cruel town
If you fall, you stay down
Cold city, cruel system
Nothing's made for people
Cruel town, it's a cruel town
Cold people, cruel town
Cruel town, it's a cruel town
If you fall, you stay down
You stay down
You never get up
