the great escape

looking down

i see a carpet of pavement

cold and hard and dirty underneath my feet

looking up

i see a blanket of smog and smoke stacks

cinders falling down and choking me

and on all sides

a massive wall of human flesh is crowding

pushing

shoving me

this great big city gets me down

but when the ev'ning roles around

at last i'm free

time for the great escape

the great escape

make my way on down the freeway

to the country where the air is fresh and clean

ba ba dee ba da ba da bay

away from all the noise and city streets

out where the flowers bloom so sweet

and the grass is always meadow green

and the birdies sing

tweedle-dee-tweet"