Some get by, others are living the lie With money and fame, who cares about shame? He's got no job and he's dealing crack He's coming at me ready to attack Hearing voices again We can act like it's all fine But some are living right on the breadline It's more than just a pity It's the two sides of the city Oh where do I begin, fat cat banker he's drinking gin But on the other side there's a man who's lost his pride (And his wife) Some get by, others are living the lie Money and fame, it's all a game (It's all a game) We can act like it's all fine But some are living right on the breadline It's more than just a pity It's the two sides of the city It's the two sides of the city It's the two sides of the city