People sleepin´ on the sidewalks
On a rainy day
Families livin´ under freeways
It´s the American way

Starvin´ in the city
While the farm goes to seed
Murder in the home
And crime on the streets.
Don´t that trouble you brother?
Don´t that trouble you pal?
Don´t that trouble you sister?
Well, that´s life in the city.
All our old hangouts
Are boarded up and closed
Or being sold to someone
Nobody knows
I got a woman that loves me
And I love her so
She´s all dressed up now
With nowhere to go.
Don´t that trouble you brother?
Don´t that trouble you pal?

Don´t that trouble you sister?
Well, that´s life in the city.
That´s life in the city.
Listen to me people
Hear what I have to say
Ever since I was knee high
I rocked my blues away
But people
sleepin´ on the sidewalks
And families in need
Murder in the home
And crime on the streets.
Don´t that trouble you brother?
Don´t that trouble you pal?
Don´t that kill you sister?
Well, that´s life in the city.