Fall - City Dweller текст песни

Dictum: vestige of the euro-boreRandomIt's a good life bowing to a tyrantGoneChristian gang chants sweetRegionalKeep your head down for the moment(that now suit is now in bucketIt's a good life, europe)Avoid the dismantled old heads stuck in bloody plant potsAll looking at themForgetting the endless drive against natureCity dwellerMust we base ourselves again into organic mud? You're well welcome to itGet out of my city you mediocre pseudsAnd take those red-tie bastardsWho put up the olympic flag with youThey walk around leering at young girls in packsWorse than any yobs(.....catalonian)It's january 20thEuro-bore I support mediaKeep olympic biddingCity dwellerBackwardsMore than you can ever knowMr cab driverWhat do you wantMr cab driverCity dwellerThis hillbilly cab driverHe has submerged himself into the pyche of the averageCab driverThey love me, they knock off 10 to 15 penceThis is wanderingThose casual days are over and dullDullAgricultural gangs chant for sweet freedomGet out of my cityYou mediocre pseudAnd take those red tight bastards with youCity dwellerThey should remember there's nothing worseThan a half-educated grim red dwarfCity dwellerCuts upCab driver, cab driverOh mr cab driver(he's up there now, listening to us, I know he is)Why do you leave aa poxy card? Oh mr cab driverWhat do about it? Too much to drinkToo many dugsToo much sexToo young