| I love to walk these streets
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| The ghost of my own childhood
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| It’s the place where I was born
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| All my memories are here
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| There’s a heart that beats so strong
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| It keeps me safe and warmer
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| And no matter where I go
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| I know I’ll always come back home
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| Out in the night I can hear the voices calling
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| Out in the dark i can hear it more and more
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| I gotta shoot for the city
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| It’s the place where I belong
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| I gotta shoot for the city
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| I can’t stay away too long
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| I gotta shoot for the city
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| I’ll never be alone
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| There’s so much love round here
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| I gotta shoot for the city
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| I’ll never be alone
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| There’s nothing that I fear
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| My father spent his life here
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| Digging for the future
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| A man of great respect
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| But he never had a chance
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| I left when I was young
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| To seek out fame and fortune
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| I had to know what life was like
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| Out on the other side
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| Out in the night I can hear the voices calling
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| Out in the dark i can hear it more and more
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| I gotta shoot for the city
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| It’s the place where I belong
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| I gotta shoot for the city
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| I can’t stay away too long
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| I gotta shoot for the city
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| I’ll never be alone
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| There’s so much love round here
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| I gotta shoot for the city
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| I’ll never be alone
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| There’s nothing that I fear
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| The school where I was taught
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| That life was but a journey
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| A retired army officer, reminising about the war
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| The park where Sunday afternoons would last forever
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| And down at Johnny’s place
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| Where we danced the summertime blues
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| Out in the night I can hear the voices calling
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| Out in the dark i can hear it more and more
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| I gotta shoot for the city
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| It’s the place where I belong
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| I gotta shoot for the city
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| I can’t stay away too long
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| I gotta shoot for the city
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| I’ll never be alone
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| There’s so much love round here
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| I gotta shoot for the city
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| I’ll never be alone
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| There’s nothing that I fear |