Raised in a nursery of crumbling brick
Nurtured in a barren concrete crib
Rusted iron, cracked stone and steel
Against a back drop of drab, cold corrosion
In a playground of grey, your fate is sealed
Razor wire the strung umbilical cord
In an unsterile womb of urban decay
We learn to dance, love, sing and play Let me take you down
As I'm going too
Play hard Playing rough
(lead)
Now, redevelopment lies in ruins
As gutted slums are sown
Enveloping, smothering squalor
This dereliction grows
Outside it is now cold and dark
Not a far cry from a tortured cat
Only desolation, darkness and gloom
Your cities will become your tombs
Let me take you down As I'm going too
Play hard
Playing rough Playing rough - after all it's only a gamePlay hard - like child's play.
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