Riding through the city on my bike all day, cause the filth took away my license. It doesn't get me down and I feel ok, cause the sights that I'm seeing are priceless. Everything seems to look as it should, but I wonder what goes on behind doors? A fella looking dapper, but he's sitting with a slapper, then I see it's a pimp and his crack whore. You might laugh you might frown. Walkin' round London town.
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Sun is in the sky. Oh why oh why? Would I wanna be anywhere else? Sun is in the sky. Oh why oh why ? Would I wanna be anywhere else? When you look with your eyes, everything seems nice, but if you look twice,you can see it's all lies.
[Verse 2]
There was a little old lady who was walking down the road. she was struggling with bags from Tesco. There were people from the city having lunch in the park. I believe that it's called Al Fresco. Then a kid came along to offer a hand, but before she had time to accept it; Hits her over the head, doesn't care if she's dead, cause he's got all her jewelery and wallet. You might laugh you might frown. Walking round London town.
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Sun is in the sky. Oh why oh why? Would I wanna be anywhere else? Sun is in the sky. Oh why oh why? Would I wanna be anywhere else? When you look with your eyes, everything seems nice, but if you look twice, you can see it's all lies. Life, yeah that's city life. Yeah that's city life. yeah that's city life. Life, yeah that's city life. Yeah that's city life. Yeah that's city life.
[Chorus x2]
[Chorus x2]
Sun is in the sky. Oh why oh why? Would I wanna be anywhere else? Sun is in the sky. Oh why oh why? Would I wanna be anywhere else?
[x2] When you look with your eyes, everything seems nice, but if you look twice, you can see it's all lies.
[x2] When you look with your eyes, everything seems nice, but if you look twice, you can see it's all lies.
2 comments:
I like the first verse.
It is always a delight when it comes to reading your blogs. You have such a gift for writing and belive me when I say dont ever stop chasing your dream. You are truley gifted and writting is your purpose. I like how you went into detail and how you had evadance to back it up. I think that deep down in side your parents will make that change maybe you should make something for every one with the eggs they puchase and then with yours and see if they could tell the differcne like pouched eggs.
Keep up the good work.
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