笨小笨Concrete Jungle Blues歌词由Friends from the Sea演唱，出自专辑《Concrete Jungle Blues》，下面是《Concrete Jungle Blues》完整版歌词！
Concrete Jungle Blues歌词完整版
Woke up in the concrete jungle
Alarm clock screams, it's time to hustle
Coffee's cold, the morning rush
City streets, a daily crush
Office lights, they never dim
Endless meetings, futures grim
Emails piling, deadlines loom
In this box, there’s little room
And when the noise gets too loud
And the crowd's just a shroud
I close my eyes and drift away
Dreaming of a better day
In the grind, we're losing time
Chasing dreams, they're hard to find
Concrete jungle blues, we sing
Wings are clipped, but we still dream
In the grind, we're feeling lost
Paying freedom's hidden cost
Concrete jungle blues, we sing
Wings are clipped, but we still dream
Weekends come, a brief reprieve
Moments when we dare believe
Friends and laughter, fleeting grace
Then back to the rat race
Clocking in, we play the part
Hiding cracks within our hearts
Whispers of a life once planned
Slipping through our tired hands
And when the noise feels so much
And life's out of touch
I find a spark within the gray
A light to guide me on my way
In the grind, we're losing time
Chasing dreams, they're hard to find
Concrete jungle blues, we sing
Wings are clipped, but we still dream
In the grind, we're feeling lost
Paying freedom's hidden cost
Concrete jungle blues, we sing
Wings are clipped, but we still dream.
Every day, the same routine
Caught within this city’s sheen
Yet beneath the surface lies
Dreams that never say goodbye
From the rooftops to the streets
Echoes of our heartbeats
In this jungle, we survive
Keeping hope and dreams alive
And when the world gets too high
And I have had enough
I hold on to that inner flame
And rise above the mundane
In the grind, I'm losing time
Ah wa-oah
Chasing dreams they're hard to find
Time to wake up
Concrete jungle blues, we sing
Until the sunrise
Wings are clipped, but we still dream
Or we land here
In the grind, we're feeling lost
Or feeling nothing
Paying freedom's hidden cost
And my house rent
In the grind, I'm losing time
Ah wa-oah
Chasing dreams they're hard to find
Time to wake up
Concrete jungle blues, we sing
Until the sunrise
Wings are clipped, but we still dream
Or we land here
In the grind, we're feeling lost
Or feeling nothing
Paying freedom's hidden cost
And my
And when the noise feels so much
And life's out of touch
I find a spark within the gray
A light to guide me on my way
In the grind, we're losing time
Chasing dreams, they're hard to find
Concrete jungle blues, we sing
Wings are clipped, but we still dream
In the grind, we're feeling lost
Paying freedom's hidden cost
Concrete jungle blues, we sing
Wings are clipped, but we still dream
