Big City (acústico)

BIG CITY


I'm a cryptic man,
I'm my own slave,
I'm anonymous,
This downtown is not glamorous.
Here you can find your soul.
Among the mass you will be lost.
Now your dreams have no form.
All in this place is transformed.

I can smell white necks and black ties corruption.
I'm in the big city.
I wake up everyday with fresh pollution.
I'm in the big city.

The ephimeral fashions,
Teenage lobotomy,
Socialization process,
The values flowing in the wind,
Vanity in the showcases,
Aseptic faces in the street,
Frivolity can be a passion,
Don't worry about infinity.

I can smell white necks and black ties corruption.
I'm in the big city.
I wake up everyday with fresh pollution.
I'm in the big city.


Scenes of vanguard and decay on grey.
I'm in the big city.
Paradigm of tecnological and leisure society.
I'm the big city.