《Singing ’Bout The City》歌词

[00:00:01] Singing 'Bout The City - The Ark

[00:00:17] I was born and raised with the cross in my face

[00:00:21] And a mind that was set for pity

[00:00:25] Not fully grown I was left all alone

[00:00:29] That's the time I set my eyes on the city

[00:00:35] Where no cold wind sweep and no willow's weep

[00:00:39] And no singing in the treetops puts a child to sleep

[00:00:42] Where the ghosts and creeps

[00:00:44] Sad-eyed roam the streets

[00:00:46] And the best minds turning tricks

[00:00:48] For that sad and angry fix

[00:00:50] But now I'm through

[00:00:52] I'm through I'm through

[00:00:56] I'm through I'm through

[00:01:01] Singing 'bout the city

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[00:01:09] I was all knocked down as I came to town

[00:01:13] I was smug as a bug and pretty

[00:01:16] I was led to believe that a little less self-esteem

[00:01:20] Was required to survive in the city

[00:01:25] In the high-end streets where the faces meet

[00:01:30] Who are daring for a sharing on the toilet seats

[00:01:34] But I've had my fill of cheap boudoir thrills

[00:01:38] Hallelujah - I am coming

[00:01:40] Bring the fattened calf and sing

[00:01:42] Now I'm through

[00:01:44] I'm through I'm through

[00:01:47] I'm through I'm through

[00:01:53] Singing 'bout the city

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[00:01:57] Singing 'bout the city)

[00:02:35] In the summertime in the dry hot town

[00:02:39] Sun is high and ambition is low

[00:02:43] When the sewers seethe

[00:02:45] There's no air to breathe

[00:02:48] And when no place feels like home

[00:02:52] In the summertime in the countryside

[00:02:56] Where the birches and long grass grow

[00:03:00] And the small birds sing

[00:03:03] And the church-bell ring

[00:03:05] And the gentle warm winds blow

[00:03:09] I guess I really should have known

[00:03:13] There's only one place left to go

[00:03:17] This time I'm really coming home

[00:03:26] I'm gonna spread my wings

[00:03:30] Gonna leave everything

[00:03:32] Far behind that's unsound and shitty

[00:03:36] I'm free at last it's all in the past

[00:03:40] Fooling round like a clown in the city

[00:03:45] Where no pine and spruce

[00:03:48] Lend a home to the moose

[00:03:50] And no brown bears sleep

[00:03:53] And no rabbits snooze

[00:03:54] In the open wild you get warm and mild

[00:03:57] Turning playboys to the ploughboys

[00:03:59] That they are inside

[00:04:01] Where the green crops grow and the rivers flow

[00:04:05] Where lakes glitter small birds twitter

[00:04:07] Oh I sure could think of worse

[00:04:09] It's the Springsteen curse but this time it's in reverse

[00:04:12] Life's a pity in the city Hell

[00:04:15] What does Bruce know about spruce

[00:04:18] Oh I'm through I'm through I'm through

[00:04:24] I'm through I'm through

[00:04:28] I'm through I'm through

[00:04:31] I'm through

[00:04:41] Singing 'bout the city yeaheah