Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Syncopated City, artist - London Elektricity. Date of issue: 25.05.2003
Song language: English
Syncopated City |
| In my head a beating drum |
| Deep down inside the day will come |
| When I can sing these words to you |
| It’s the least that I can do |
| In my school the freaky one |
| My hands were sore, my fingers numb |
| From making rhythms on my desk |
| My heart was banging in my chest |
| So it came to pass my beats |
| Were broken by the other kids |
| They make stronger, make me deeper, |
| So my path is getting steeper |
| I love my syncopated city |
| This is my fascinating rhythm |
| I need my syncopated city |
| I love my mindless repetition |
| At the table, fingers tapping |
| Wish that I could stop this happening |
| In the morning, in the evening |
| While I’m working, while I’m sleeping |
| In the street with people watching |
| I can’t stop myself from jumping |
| If I smile and look convincing |
| Maybe they will think… |
| I’m dancing |
| I love my syncopated city |
| This is my fascinating rhythm |
| I need my syncopated city |
| I love my sense of dislocation |
| I love |
| I love |
| I love |
| If it wasn’t for music I would give it all away |
| I need the syncopation |
| I need the modulation |
| I need the real soul music |
| I need that unexpected twist and turn. |