Bad city, bad-bad city
Fat city, bad
You get up in the morning
At the crackin' of dawn
You hussle and you hassle all day
The things that a man has to do for a livin'
Just to keep the ripper away
Somebody give me a break
I've had as much as a body can take
Nobody hears you
Nobody sees you
Nobody ever breaks free
From the
Bad city, bad-bad city
Fat city, bad
Bad city, bad-bad city
Fat city, bad
Hey man, there is no reason to cry
'Cause we gonna make it