Luyện nghe bài hát Song For The City

From the window I can see the streets
Home home, welcome to Heathrow
cabbie and I'm chillin' in my seat low
And though it seems cold we're a pot of people
Some of us are citizens, of us illegal
Ducking police, in the big smoke
No in public but you could easily choke
It ain't our cup of tea to be
And though they're fixing the roads, we love it cause it's home
We are no longer though we love it when we roam
Double decker buses, buskers
Wherever you may travel that you'll be in a zone
of England the city is my home
And God save the sitting pretty in her throne
We love our Royal family, we miss our Di
And the city's still crying you can see it the eye

for the city
I'm for the place I call home
is a song for the city
Streets turn to pavements of
And even through the crying grey
We pray rays of light forever shine on our
You've gotta be proud of where you come
sing with us

Taking with the pigeons on a family day
Out in Trafalgar round the corner there's a council
Where the kids are playing footy by the 'no games' sign
Everybody's got a to be great
Whether that's tailoring on savile row, playing in Wembley
at the Royal Albert Hall or in assembly
We've gotta start somewhere to it to the 02
There much difference between MP's and MC's
We're all in the party, and most are tryna get
Dressing up for Notting or shopping down in Westfield
Street or Hyde Park to just chill
Great Ormond we pray for all the kids to get
me Dr Who because I read this in the booth
Turkish Indian African, Indies down to Pakistan
Europeans and Asians, yeah we're the living proof that Israelis and Arabs can live together, the truth, it's London

Song for the
I'm singing for the I call home
This is a song for the
Streets turn to of gold
And even through the crying grey
We rays of light forever shine on our city
You've gotta be proud of where you come
sing with us