The Angel (North London Forever|Explicit)-Louis Dunford

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[00:00.00]The Angel (North London Forever|Explicit) - Louis Dunford
[00:01.76]Lyrics by：Louis Dunford
[00:02.71]Composed by：Louis Dunford
[00:16.61]As I walk these streets alone
[00:18.27]Through this borough I call home
[00:20.32]Upon the baron fields of Highbury
[00:22.70]Neath the stadiums of stone
[00:24.71]Through the turnstiles at The Angel
[00:26.95]See the homeless on the green
[00:29.06]From The Cally to The Cross
[00:30.88]And every s**thole in between
[00:33.00]Pass the church the mosque a crack den
[00:35.31]And the offie on the corner
[00:37.21]See the brasses from the brothel
[00:39.24]That pretends to be a sauna
[00:41.36]Watch the bedlam in the bookies
[00:43.37]See the winners and the losers
[00:45.54]Seeking solace from their sorrows
[00:47.86]In the local battle cruisers
[00:49.87]Through the madness in the market
[00:51.73]Weathered faces turn to greet ya
[00:53.98]"Hello guvnor how's your mother"
[00:56.07]"You alright son be lucky geeza"
[00:58.13]Double pie and mash and liquor
[00:59.98]A Cuppa Rosie Lee up chap
[01:01.95]Or watch retired gangsters bicker
[01:04.44]Everyday in Arthur's cafe
[01:06.18]The little f**kers causing trouble
[01:08.47]For the cozzers make you smile
[01:10.48]You meet ya muckers for a couple
[01:12.54]Forget your troubles for a while
[01:14.66]From The Thornhill to The Hemmy
[01:17.01]All the faces are the same
[01:19.19]Cause the manor might be changing
[01:21.27]But the people still remain
[01:24.58]North London forever
[01:31.26]Whatever the weather
[01:35.20]These streets are our own
[01:39.64]And my heart will leave you never
[01:47.46]My blood will forever
[01:51.77]Run through the stone
[02:00.67]As I walk these streets alone
[02:02.48]Through a kingdom made of Chrome
[02:04.38]I see them ripping up the cobbles
[02:06.23]And tearing down our childhood homes
[02:08.32]I see the architecture changing
[02:10.75]Watch the history disappear
[02:12.71]And the skyline rearranging
[02:14.79]Into towers of veneer
[02:16.31]But I see the remnants of the London
[02:18.73]That they thought they could erase
[02:20.76]Every time I hear the old school
[02:22.74]Talk about the good old days
[02:24.69]Or every time I watch the football
[02:27.00]Or have a ruby with the lads
[02:28.94]See an hoister selling clobber
[02:31.10]Or a dealer shooting bags
[02:32.88]It's in the single mothers juggling a baby
[02:35.70]And a job in every single brother
[02:38.37]Struggling that wound up on the dock
[02:40.97]It's in the roots and the foundations
[02:43.24]Still clinging to the land
[02:45.15]It's in the bricks that built the Morland
[02:47.39]And Popham that still stand
[02:49.04]It's in my family and my friends
[02:51.17]In every gram and every Benz
[02:53.13]It's in the roots that we inherit
[02:55.44]When a generation ends
[02:57.28]It's in the ruins of your youth
[02:59.50]And the faces of your past
[03:01.64]Cause the manor might be changing
[03:03.91]But the people always last
[03:07.71]North London forever
[03:14.66]Whatever the weather
[03:18.48]These streets are our own
[03:22.92]And my heart will leave you never
[03:30.64]My blood will forever
[03:34.90]Run through the stone