A Face In The Crowd

Here I am another face in the crowd

Inhaling fumes and the traffic sound

As the people who walk past all talk

So loud, they're so proud

I cross the road as a fight breaks out

And the police try to calm it down

There's a thousand dreams that I've lost

And found in this town

It's dark and cloudy and raining and grey

But to me it's a beautiful day

I don't know nothing

But there's so much I want to say

Turn up my radio and turn off my phone

Ten million people and I'm all alone

Forget about everything

That I've ever known

We get high, we get low

We all feel the same

Amongst these codes and these zones

We find our brighter days

Hard times come then they go

But one thing stays the same

It's still a long road out just like yesterday

Friday night and I'm out on the town

Blinding lights and the music's loud

Won't let the worries of the week

All stress me out or get me down

Outside for a cigarette now

Under the stars and pollution clouds

As the people who walk past all shout

So loud, they're so proud

I work so hard for so little pay

Then the tax man takes some away

All I'm left with is some pocket change

Put out my cigarette and head back inside

Because tonight could be the night of my life

My only escape from working nine to five

We get high, we get low

We all feel the same

Amongst these codes and these zones

We find our brighter days

Hard times come then they go

But one thing stays the same

It's still a long road out just like yesterday