I was inspired to write & record this in 1986 while living in the Big Apple. A lot of people can relate to this!

Year: 1986

Walking down the street everyone that I meet

Is pushing me aside just to cross the street

Survival


Always in a hurry just to wait in line

I feel like a criminal doing time

Survival


Look at all the madness going down

Waiting for my dreams to roll around

Lately my dreams haven’t made a sound

But it’s okay I’ll still play

Survival


Phone bill, gas bill, taxes, rent

Lawyers rape us of our last cent

Survival


Bank loan, I moan, you moan too,

Guess there’s nothing we can do

Survival

Everyone I know is running from the light

What’s right is wrong and wrong is right

It makes me wonder will we last the night

Or pull the plug, I just can’t shrug

Survival


Oh my soul all the lonliness

Looking for a little bit of tenderness

My girl left me in this mess

Oh can’t you see that it’s killing me?

Survival



Every now and then I think what am I doing

Living in this jungle made of steel?

Survival


Everyone else is going better than me

I’m breaking my back thinking what it could be

Survival


Do you remember when you were small

The world outside seemed bright and tall

And we thought growing up would be a ball

But now I see -  reality

Survival

Oh my sould all the lonliness

Looking for a little bit of tenderness

My girl left me in distress

Oh can’t you see it’s just you and me

Survival