People on the underground sit silent as their tubes arrive on time With faces like immortal stone suppressing what they really feel inside But who am I to criticize, I'll close my eyes and I'll just keep on walking Somebody's city, somebody's life Somebody's city, somebody's life Smokestacks pointing to the sky and oil forever floating on the river Impairing all the beauty God created in this life for you and me But what the hell do I care, I'll pretend it isn't there and I'll keep on walking Somebody's city, somebody's life Even outside you find the rush hour's on You're getting pushed everywhere, you're jammed in doorways Man, it's so hard to move Smoke fills the air, my lungs are turning to coal It's getting so hard to breathe, I'm sorry lady if I'm leaning on you I feel the time will surely come when everyone will put their hands together And pray the rain might wash away the filth that we've donated to this land But in-between what can be done, you dig your graves while I just stand there looking Somebody's city, somebody's life Somebody's city, somebody's life Somebody's city, somebody's life