| I wanna live right on top of the city
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| far away from all the sound getting gritty
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| in a tower over 400 feet
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| see nobody that I don’t want to meet
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| I wanna live right on top of the people
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| straight away from harbor them docks on a freaky
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| every step in a ship feel like a foot in a grave
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| I am not the one who find the world like I pray
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| so, close the door and turn around,
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| let the city burn
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| so, leave the dirt behind
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| in a house of a different kind
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| I wanna live right on top of the city
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| take me out to a dam come gritty
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| plant a tree on top of the roof
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| dance around it and jam in reggae g roove
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| I wanna hear no traffic in the morning
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| I said burn, city burn, I’m yearning
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| I wanna live in the tower what you were from buff
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| I am not the one who find the world like I pray
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| so, close the door and turn around
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| let the city burn
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| so, leave the dirt behind
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| in a house od a different kind
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| yeah yeah, it’s about new life in the air is good, inviting all my friends on a
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| party-roof
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| yeah yeah, darling by your eyes,
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| it can hurt no more, as sit down watch the smoke
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| sit and can’t no live this city.
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| found a brand new love, where I see for miles
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| hundred feets above the streets
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| yeah yeah yeah
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| we’re leave all behind money pine… |