gave me a kiss It's too warm to even hold hands But that won't stop us from making plans Close our eyes Breathe out slowly Today London loves us only
Translation: Saint Etienne. London Belongs To Me.
Over the counter culture Well that's right where you belong You try to sever your ties with the London skies But you've got the whole thing wrong You
President I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went You see first it was a dream, I was livin' in Rome And then I moved to London, bought a
those hot pants got me screamin' Supercalifragiwhata outfit you got on Super vixen ooo foxy Stud ball hunky baby rock me Supercalihalitosis ooo that outfit's the absolute moistest Ooo I've seen London
took a first-class trip to Paris You danced in the streets of Spain You followed the sun to Rio de Janeiro 'Cause you got so sick and tired of the London
In London - she must bd in London. In London - she must have gone to London. Just two weeks of harmony. Days we spent so easily. In London - she must
how we're turning out? This is how pimps get pimped, And players get played, Rich people get robbed, And broke niggas get payed. New York, London,
for the glory nor the wisdom of the ages for the stages of the stories that are underway, but A soldier is what you is portray To burn London bridges
personal way to bring the 80's back Gave up the life of servin' burger and fries High cholesterol, gettin' grease in my eyes I was drinkin' underage, I belong
, I'm someone childlike My first time, wonder when you'd come So the mermaid's run, for now the magic's gone Falling under the water where I don't belong
the same, What are we doing here? Isn't everything clear? I belong back in London, I belong back in London, I belong back in London, Yeah London.
take care of me? How can I go on From day to day Who can make me strong in every way Where can I be safe Where can I belong In this great big world of
place I do belong That little spot where I was born Where is the garden in my mind It turns to stone What do I know ? When I walk the streets of london
gave to me" "This snake cannot be captured This snake cannot be tied This snake cannot be tortured Or hung, or crucified" "It came down through the ages It belongs
Dear dirty London in the pouring rain I wish to God I was back in the sea again Though that belongs to the world of never will be There was never a wilder
turnin out [Immortal Technique] Yeah, this is how pimps get pimped and players get played Rich people get robbed and, broke niggaz paid New York, London
can it be (How can I) I've been so deep (How can I) It's hard to believe This world brought you to me (Brought you to me) I've been to Paris, London
