Mia Dyson The Outskirts of Town song lyrics

On the outskirts of town where brutish new houses rush up to meet you

On treeless streets, a freeway wind blowing, no soul to greet you

Oh hell, it is here, if you open the door

But you won’t feel a thing if you shut the blinds and flick on the screen

We are sold

If we work hard we’ll reap the rewards

And we work hard and never look up

But the hard work is never enough

In the sight of the mansion at night

windows glowing behind high fences bright

And down in the alleys the cardboard house

they put up a fight

Maggie’s on the bus to her 2nd job in the city sweeping up

How many breaths, how many hours just to keep up

We are sold

If we work hard we’ll reap the rewards

And we work hard and never look up

But the hard work is never enough

Can we do what we love

Can we do what we love

Can we do what we love and love what we do

Can we do what we love and love what we do

Can we do what we love

Can we love

Can we love

Can we love

We are sold

If we work hard we’ll reap the rewards

And we work hard and never look up

But the hard work is never enough