Sunday, 16 August 2009

Monday, 3 August 2009

City Life


I came from fuckin' poland
and tried to find some money in the west
i chose this fuckin' city
because i thought it could be the best
to break my misery
to drink one drop of happiness
with my rock'n'roll heart
you know i was a special guest

oh dirty streets
oh dirty, dirty streets of london
red buses in the rain
oh dirty streets of pain

i spend some time in subways
and then i found some fuckin' pub
some drunken guys were singing
the old sad song about the thing called love
i was looking for you babe
where city lights are shining bright
oh, babe i saw you there
where a dirty river gently cries

oh dirty streets
oh dirty, dirty streets of london
red buses in the rain
oh dirty streets of pain

i wake up in the morning
and walked along the crowded streets
where a thousands of people sailed
between the cars in the midday heat
i love this fucking city
where neon lights could make you rest
i come from fuckin' poland
to find some money in the west

oh dirty streets
oh dirty, dirty streets of london
red buses in the rain
oh dirty streets of pain