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People wondering how I'm gonna deal with the pressure
People wondering how I'm gonna try to survive
In the city
I was pounding the pavement
Trying to make it
In the city that doesn't sleep
Getting cold stares
And cold feet
But I know if I can make it there….
Blowing up the spot
In a one hour spot
In a downtown club
With shady money tactics
They give you just a little bit
And say, "don't you want more of this?"
People wondering how I'm gonna deal with the pressure
People wondering how I'm gonna try to survive
In the city
Well, we're turning our villains into heroes
And our role models are just lucky chumps
With sex appeal
It's the twenty-first century and the music business
Is politics as usual
I heard that Clinton joined the Plastercasters
Hey man, he blows a mean saxophone…
People wondering how I'm gonna deal with the pressure
People wondering how I'm gonna try to survive
In the city
Last Refrain
I've got a solid vision of the future
I'm just going to lie to myself and never look back
And though I'm feeling kind of useless
I just say, "tomorrow I'll pick up the slack"
I've got a heart of indignation
I've got no time for myself when I'm not feeling bold
And with a thoughtless resignation
I tell myself I won't feel this way when I'm old
No, I won't feel this way when I'm old
But then you open your heart
And let me in
I say the songs are not written
So let us begin
You've made up your mind
To give shelter from the storm
And the rain's chilled my bones
But the fire makes me warm
And I feel alive in the present
Though everyday I'm reborn
Stronger everyday
I've been sewn, where I was torn
And we can walk through the empty streets together
And stare restlessly at the blocks ahead
As we sit in a café at night and stare through the saxophone solo
That rests in mid sentence, speaking in counterpoint
And we push up together on a crowded train
And we think we're somewhere else
Resting on the saxophone's last refrain
I've got a solid vision of the future
I'm just going to lie to myself and never look back
And though I'm feeling kind of useless
I know tomorrow I'll pick up the slack
I've got a heart of indignation
I've got no time for myself when I'm not feeling bold
And with a thoughtless resignation
I tell myself I won't feel this way when I'm old
No, I won't feel this way when I'm old
But then you open your heart
And let me in
I say the songs are not written
So let us begin
You've made up your mind to give shelter from the storm
And the rain's chilled my bones
But the fire makes me warm.
