Well, I moved away from my former home base
To the wastelands where all life ends
I paid the price, worked half my life
Nine to five doesn't make you feel alive
The former me is history
And all I see is the pressure to be free
Back in the suburbs for good
But I should keep an eye on the trouble in my hood
The upper crust is on another track
The upper crust is coming back
The upper crust is on another track
The upper crust is coming back
This city was built by squatters and anarchists
A different sign underneath the skyline
Now it's crowded with shit-clubs, useless fuck-ups
Under the bridge, a court for the rich
Policy, nothing for you and me
It keeps us down to save the king's crown
We count the hours, golden towers
Move on, this time is ours (Yeah!)
The upper crust is on another track
The upper crust is coming back
The upper crust is on another track
The upper crust is coming back
Well, I moved away from my former home base
To the wastelands where all life ends
I paid the price, worked half my life
Nine to five doesn't make you feel alive
The former me is history
And all I see is the pressure to be free
Back in the suburbs for good
But I should keep an eye on the trouble in my hood
The upper crust is on another track
The upper crust is coming back
The upper crust is on another track
The upper crust is coming back
The upper crust, the upper crust
(The upper crust is on another track)
The upper crust is coming back
The upper crust, the upper crust
(The upper crust is on another track)
The upper crust is coming back