The City

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Concrete, you have raised me Concrete, you enslave me Concrete, you have raised me Concrete, you enslave me Mother, cradle me tonight, your dark streets Are my pride and joy I am her family, I'm part of her streets I am her family, I'm born of concrete Sunrise here in the city is mystical Sunlight cut by the buildings is beautiful Seagulls swoop round looking for a mouthful Tramps are on the prowl looking for the bottle Folks at night in the city get physical Kicks in the head in the city are horrible Hospital bed lyin' there all critical This Filipino nurse is edible A river in the middle of the town is magical Cuts concrete she's a mountain animal Down to the sea on her peaceful journey Out past the docks and its song and stories This town's character is irretrievable Yuppies move in and the rent's phenomenal Spiraling greed I find unbelievable Folks so deep in the red it's pitiful Joyce and Behan and Yeats and Kavanagh Roamed this town like two-legged cameras The body of work they left is incredible Literature and poetry so seminal Still I love the bones of her Still I am transfixed by her I am her offspring, and I am part of her history I am her family I am her family, born and raised I am her family, shunned and praised I am her family, white or black I am her family, smooth or cracked The city, woh, the city
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