Wildman / Marsden / Downing / Downing · Lyrics: Wildman
From the 1996 sessions · Reconstructed 2026 · Doomed To Live, Side A 

We take the bus to Concrete Hill
Look down on everything from our windowsill
There's fighting all on down the street
Fighting for no reason, just to
Just to knock me right off of my feet
And I don't believe it
I don't believe it
I don't believe it
I don't believe it
I don't believe it

Working week has come and gone
And I can do my thing
Just watch out for those on the opposite
Who want to do me in
And I want to be free

We take the bus to Concrete Hill
We fight to live they fight to kill
And I may not fly but watch me try
Then for no reason, just to
Just to knock me right out of the sky
And don't believe it
I don't believe it
I don't believe it
I don't believe it
I don't believe it

Trippy sunshine Saturday
I wake up in my clothes
Circles 'round my eyeballs man
And vomit up my nose
And I want to be free