Concrete Cancer (Live)

You like livin' in a world of sin
I'm tellin' you it's your direction
You're tellin' me that progress wins
I'm tellin' you that it's an infection

You got me livin' low
I'm just dirt in your eyes
Your givin' never shows
You say i'm blind, hah!

Concrete cancer
There is no answer
Ain't no cure
For the suburban slur

It makes my blood run cold
To be bought & sold
It's called the urban blight
The suburban fright