| Finish up my cigarette |
| Northern Line but I'm try'na get west |
| It's too loud and this city is a mess |
| Saturday night in my Sunday best |
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| I just want to feel alive |
| Throw myself into the night |
| Let go of all the noise that clouds my mind |
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| I hang my heart in the cloakroom |
| Drink all night like I want to |
| Lose myself in the night |
| And all the love of London town |
|
| I hang my heart in the cloakroom |
| Cut some lines in the bathroom |
| Lose myself 'til the lights go up |
| And someone kicks me out |
|
| Hang my heart in the cloakroom |
| Hang my heart |
| I hang my heart |
| Hang my heart |
|
| Finish up my cigarette |
| Northern Line but I'm try'na get west |
| It's too loud and this city is a mess |
| Saturday night in my Sunday best |
|
| I just want to feel alive |
| Throw myself into the night |
| Let go of the noise that clouds my mind |
|
| I hang my heart in the cloakroom |
| Drink all night like I want to |
| Lose myself in the night |
| And all the love of London town |
|
| I hang my heart in the cloakroom |
| Cut some lines in the bathroom |
| Lose myself 'til the lights go up |
| And someone kicks me out |
|
| Hang my heart in the cloakroom |
| Hang my heart |
| I hang my heart |
| Hang my heart |
| Hang my heart |
| Hang my heart |
| Hang my heart |
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