「歌曲」Peasant in the Big Shitty-The Stranglers

Down in the city, down in the town,
I'm just a peasant in the big shitty.
The streets are mean, the nights are cold,
I've got no money, I've got no gold.

I work all day for a pittance wage,
In a concrete jungle, a modern cage.
The rich get richer, the poor get poor,
I'm just a peasant, that's for sure.

Peasant in the big shitty,
Living on my wits and pity.
Peasant in the big shitty,
Trying to keep my soul from getting gritty.

The posh folks smile, they walk on by,
They don't see the hunger in my eye.
They sip their wine, they wear their suits,
While I'm just mending broken boots.

Peasant in the big shitty,
Living on my wits and pity.
Peasant in the big shitty,
Trying to keep my soul from getting gritty.

One day the tide will turn around,
I'll rise above this stinking ground.
But till that day, I'll hold my head,
A peasant in this city of dread.

Peasant in the big shitty,
Living on my wits and pity.
Peasant in the big shitty,
Trying to keep my soul from getting gritty.