.Concrete mountains, Tiny trees,
Claustrophobic, hard to breathe.
Livin' like sardines, no space to call your own.
Traffic jams, computer lines,
Monthly quoters, the daily crimes.
In a hurry, and out of time,
The pressure's on.
They're pushin', they're shovin', they'r.
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