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letra de song for the city - sway uk

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[verse 1]
from the window i can see the streets glow
home, sweet, home, “welcome to heathrow”
black cabbie and i’m chilling in my seat low
and though it seems cold, we’re a melting pot of people
some of us citizens, some of us illegal
ducking police, life in the big smoke
no puffing in public, but you could easily choke
it ain’t our cup of tea to be broke
and though they’re forever fixing the roads
we love it ’cause its home
we are no longer romans
though we love it when we rome
double decker buses, underground buskers
wherever you may travel know that you’ll be in a zone
capital of england, this city is my own
and god save the queen sitting pretty in her throne
we love our royal family, we miss our lady di
and the city’s still crying, you can see it from the eye

[chorus]
song for the city, i’m singing for the place i call home
this is a song for the city, streets turn to pavements of gold
and even through the crying grey sky, we pray rays of light
forever shine on our city
you gotta be proud of where you come from
everybody sing with us

[verse 2]
people taking pictures with the pigeons on a family day
out in trafalgar round the corner there’s a council estate
where the kids are playing footy by the “no ball games” sign
everybody’s got a vision to be great
wether that’s tailoring on savile row, playing down in wembley
singing at the royal albert hall or in -ssembly
we’ve gotta start somewhere to make it to the o2
there ain’t much difference between mps and mcs
we’re all in the party, and most are tryna to get mills
dressing up for notting hill while shopping down in westfield
oxford circus or hyde park to just child
great ormond, we pray for all the kids to get well
call me dr. who because i read this in the booth
turkish, indian, african, west indies down to pakistan
europeans and asians, yeah we’re the living proof
that israelis and arabs can live together, we’re the truth, it’s london

[chorus]
song for the city, i’m singing for the place i call home
this is a song for the city, streets turn to pavements of gold
and even through the crying grey sky, we pray rays of light
forever shine on our city
you gotta be proud of where you come from
everybody sing with us

[verse 3]
hope and glory, forgive but don’t forget
the riots went quiet still we’re cleaning up the mess
down in the street down to downing street
need to understand the youth and let the met be the met
see, it’s not easy to cope spending pounds and getting pence
but cheers, we raise our gl-sses and we fill them like the thames
we’re buckingham palace guards
we never frown when we’re stressed
even with congestion, we don’t even sneeze and we’re blessed
north, south, east, west and we’re trying to live well
time waits for no one, whenever you hear that big bell
that’s ben reminding us “there’s no rewinding” thus
i dance with fair ladies, even after the bridge fell
fulham, tottenham, -rs-nal, chelsea, west ham
we’re in the same game
differences but when we sing our pitch is in the same place
it’s not just black and white like the zebra to abbey road
but it don’t take a beatles picture to see we’re in a great place

[outro]
london city’s calling out
calling out, calling out
london city’s calling out
my fair lady

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