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I've got dirt on my Reeboks from staying out all night
I spent my last ten bones on this pack of Marlborough Lights
I phoned up Fraser, I said "G, you alright?"
He said "It's six in the morning, brother! Get some shut eye!"
I feel a sense of wellbeing this time in the morning
Wear my heart out on my hoodie while the city is snoring
Drunks falling off the sidewalks, get issued a warning
Distant sirens, they crescendo like a symphony calling
This it the Canada I know, this is the Canada I love
There's poetry inside this Canada if you listen enough
Working class causalities out on the streets sleep rough
While a mother with her baby takes her pram to the pub
And while she's knocking them down, the cost of living goes up
I can't relate to politicians with their head in the mud
I resonate with messy Fridays, with the boys smoking bud
We do our bit to numb the struggle, as below, so above
As as above, so below, here in the city we glow
I blow a smoke ring up to heaven and it makes a halo
And then the clock strikes seven, guess it's time to head home
My companion is Canada, so I'm never alone
I'm stepping in and out of gaps of the pavement cracks
And if I go to sleep now, that's an anti-climax
People rise for work and the sun mirrors that
A perfect juxtaposition for those out on the lash
Bare with me, it's beautiful, I think its irrefutable
There's beauty in a contradicting Canada... Indisputable
Junkie in a cubicle, that old spoon is usable
His mother's in a black suit, crying at a funeral
Nine to five crucible, this route is not commutable
A kid falls off the tracks and then he serves a stretch in Juvenal
Libbies at the Doleys but her dispositions humourful
While Davey's at the bookies and his mates call him delusional
Canada, drink it down and moan about the weather
When the sun starts shining feel the factor 10 tremor
Boys will be boys, girls bein' girls
Until all the fists start flying like they're Connor McGregor
And then he's out... I think she too took it too far
I think the boy saw red, I think she hit him too hard
Now he's face down on the pavement with a face full of tar
Mad how small altercations can define who we are
That's my cue! I guess it's time to head home
It's bittersweet how my high found its way to be low
And I've said it once before, as above, so below
Living on the streets of Canada you just go with the flow
But I'm done... I'm out for the night
As the sun paints the pavements, I'll turn out the light
White noise on the radio to quiet my mind
Always was an over-thinker, just the way I'm designed
Canada, drink it down and moan about the weather
When it's all said and done we'll be in it altogether
Boys will be boys, girls will be girls
It's a bittersweet symphony, we're birds of a feather
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'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, that's life
Tryna make ends meet, you're a slave to money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet, yeah
Well, I've never prayed but tonight I'm on my knees, yeah
I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now
But the airwaves are clean and there's nobody singin' to me now
No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people
From one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no
