SILVERLAKE
Harry Lee, Aunt Nora, and Thomas
We skate into the Los Angeles night
We were six thousand miles from London
If we stick together, we're gonna be alright
One, two, three, four
Harry Lee, Aunt Nora, and Thomas
We skate into the Los Angeles night
We were six thousand miles from London
If we stick together, we're gonna be alright
We danced with the feeling of no regret
As the sun was first beating 'round
Always seem to roll down a dead end street
So you know where we're gonna be found
Everybody says we gotta come on
And stop this fooling around
Buried to the ceiling with my force clipped on
Who'd care if it all goes wrong?
Harry Lee, Aunt Nora, and Thomas
We skate into the Los Angeles night
We were six thousand miles from London
If we stick together, we're gonna be alright
We were standing on the corner
Them four weeks passed so fast
And we only got each other
And it's us against the best
Standing up tall, us against all
No one fucking with our heads
We ain't falling for no lie again
Or someone will end up- (that's swell)
Harry Lee, Aunt Nora, and Thomas
We skate into the Los Angeles night
We were six thousand miles from London
If we stick together, we're gonna be alright (Yeah)
Harry Lee, Aunt Nora, and Thomas
We skate into the Los Angeles night
We were six thousand miles from London
If we stick together, we're gonna be alright
If we stick together, we're gonna be alright
We skate into the Los Angeles night
We were six thousand miles from London
If we stick together, we're gonna be alright
One, two, three, four
Harry Lee, Aunt Nora, and Thomas
We skate into the Los Angeles night
We were six thousand miles from London
If we stick together, we're gonna be alright
We danced with the feeling of no regret
As the sun was first beating 'round
Always seem to roll down a dead end street
So you know where we're gonna be found
Everybody says we gotta come on
And stop this fooling around
Buried to the ceiling with my force clipped on
Who'd care if it all goes wrong?
Harry Lee, Aunt Nora, and Thomas
We skate into the Los Angeles night
We were six thousand miles from London
If we stick together, we're gonna be alright
We were standing on the corner
Them four weeks passed so fast
And we only got each other
And it's us against the best
Standing up tall, us against all
No one fucking with our heads
We ain't falling for no lie again
Or someone will end up- (that's swell)
Harry Lee, Aunt Nora, and Thomas
We skate into the Los Angeles night
We were six thousand miles from London
If we stick together, we're gonna be alright (Yeah)
Harry Lee, Aunt Nora, and Thomas
We skate into the Los Angeles night
We were six thousand miles from London
If we stick together, we're gonna be alright
If we stick together, we're gonna be alright
Credits
Writer(s): Tim Armstrong, Jordan Cardy, George Noah Booth, Liam Haygarth, Harry Todd
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