London (Electric Guitar Version)

Man I'm in London, Brixton, Camden
Sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand
London is busy, this city is tricky, this city is cold
Wake up with a headache, and I'm so poetic, and life is a madness
London is pretty, this city is butters, this city is both

Yeah, I call it my home, and it's live, days will go by, and they swallow the time
Spend hours sat by the river a night, sippin' on wine
Always red over white, makin' a stop at the offie of course
Grabbin' a couple of drinks for the ride, hop on the tube, and I'm mindin' the doors
Linkin' the gang and we're makin' a vibe

Man I'm in London, Brixton, Camden
Sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand
London is busy, this city is tricky, this city is cold
Wake up with a headache, and I'm so poetic, and life is a madness
London is pretty, this city is butters, this city is both

Yeah, someone's gotta right these ways, and the man can't tell me the feelings fake
When the prices rise and the bills still racin', high as fuck, and they won't quite takin'
I move slow, shoot high like I might take a minute
Make it seem like patience, people up there don't get it like us

So I pick 'em off, roll 'em in a mad fat paper
I'll take the night by storm, and I'll roam with the gang on a late one
I'll make it vanish, I'll take light blacken it, leavin' the streets, I'll take off
Life with inflation, everything raised, but they won't put the wage up
Government's lame, and they'd rather see a mother and her kids on the pavement
Than have a missed payment

Man I'm in London, Brixton, Camden
Sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand
London is busy, this city is tricky, this city is cold
Wake up with a headache, and I'm so poetic, and life is a madness
London is pretty, this city is butters, this city is both

Said I'm in London, I'm lovin' the city, I'm lovin' the heat from the sun when it shines
Billin' a zoot, and I'm smokin' it silly the higher the grade, well the redder the eyes
Findin' a spot we can chill in the nicer the view, the more quiet the better the find
People I see in the streets and I wonder if any have similar minds

People will come and then ghost, oh, no you can never know
Have a guess what the future might hold
Whatever it means and whatever the reason, I don't even care anymore
What I might find on the road, try not to worry at all
Whatever I'm dealin' with, keepin' the feelin' up

Man I'm in London, Brixton, Camden
Sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand
London is busy, this city is tricky, this city is cold
Wake up with a headache, and I'm so poetic, and life is a madness
London is pretty, this city is butters, this city is both, yeah



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Writer(s): Mackenzy Mackay, George Takahide
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