| Look ahead
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| Can’t you see the lights?
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| From a place
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| That doesn’t sleep at night
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| Where the rain
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| Can wash away your tears
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| People here walk to a different beat
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| And from the eye see the edges meet
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| From the Brigland Brigade
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| To a moment’s tourade
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| I wouldn’t change a single thing
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| The towers that glow
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| The only place that I know as home
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| In the city where there’s changing faces
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| Where the river hugs the winding streets
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| Though the town is olden
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| With the sounds so golden
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| You know you’re the heart of…
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| And if you’re lost just follow the rhythm
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| Let the people show you how to breathe
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| There’s a sky above you
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| Let the city love you
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| You know you’re the heart of…
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| Summer nights squashed against the bar
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| Bussines suits and swanky jaguars
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| Ceiling dripping with sweat
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| And the air soaking wet
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| There’s no where else I’d rather be
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| The towers that glow
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| The only place that I know as home
|
| In the city where there’s changing faces
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| Where the river hugs the winding streets
|
| Though the town is olden
|
| With the sounds so golden
|
| You know you’re the heart of…
|
| And if you’re lost just follow the rhythm
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| Let the people show you how to breathe
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| There’s a sky above you
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| Let the city love you
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| You know you’re the heart of…
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| London town
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| You can make it if you try
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| If you try
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| London town
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| Let the rain wash away your tears
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| Look ahead
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| Can’t you see the lights?
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| In the city where there’s changing faces
|
| Where the river hugs the winding streets
|
| Though the town is olden
|
| With the sounds so golden
|
| You know you’re the heart of…
|
| And if you’re lost just follow the rhythm
|
| Let the people show you how to breathe
|
| There’s a sky above you
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| Let the city love you
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| You know you’re the heart of…
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| Look ahead
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| Can’t you see the lights? |