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Listen Chor in the city - ft. Ayush Jaiswal


Lyrics

Wasted Episode (Angry Amputees)

In this wasted Episode, what the hell am I still doing here, growing up?
It's a landmark of much depravity
Sixteen without a purpose in life.
A smoking gun proves to define it
Broken windows line Boulevards
Hear children crying sleeping in their
Infested homes
Their heads hanging down
Straight from the womb
Where ignorance can be found
Above the sidewalks
Bloody Band-Aides
Sirens every hour
The shelter is over booked again
The city's crying out...When will it end?
When you're walking down the street
Hey can you spare some change
Well I love where I come from...But I hate this ** town.
Well I am not ashamed
I was born on Geary St.
I love where I come from, but I hate this ** town.
Where my future seems so bleak
And every day feels like a week
Well I love where I come from but I hate this ** town
I can never get no rest, and little Timmy gave his best,
I love where I come from but I hate this ** town
The rich stay in the game
The Meek will never reign
I hate this ** town
There's nothing left to say, so ** your empathy
Cuz I hate this ** town!!!!!!!
Well I love where I come from... But I hate this ** TOWN!

Megalopolis (Acid Drinkers)

Metropolis creates mob and mob creates its face
Megalopolis builds barriers, you die under their stress
The mob creates its atmosphere:
Bitches, drugs, guns for sale.
I'm a stranger in the city, in its rotten part
I will destroy the barriers and If I win
I'll get lucky!
The mob watchfully guards the wall
It's very hard to get through!
Volunteers in the army's rows, essence of slums and stench
Dead body of a city - alienation and water, the beginning of a job
Killers from dirty streets, victims of the city's creation
Fifty bucks for one head, they are not afraid of this task
To approach them is a risk, conscience is taboo
To escape them has no sense, losers in the system abound
Metropolis creates the gang and the gang defines the city
Parasites love this corpse, killers in the army's rows!
How many people did you kill?
About two hundred and fifty
How many murders did you see?
About two or three thousand
Tell me man, did you use choppers?
Yeah, we used choppers to torment!!!
And I wait for the darkness to set myself free...

London Pride (Noel Coward)

London Pride has been handed down to us.
London Pride is a flower that's free.
London Pride means our own dear town to us,
And our pride it for ever will be.
Woa, Liza,
See the coster barrows,
Vegetable marrows
And the fruit piled high.
Woa, Liza,
Little London sparrows,
Covent Garden Market where the costers cry.
Cockney feet
Mark the beat of history.
Every street
Pins a memory down.
Nothing ever can quite replace
The grace of London Town.

INTERLUDE
There's a little city flower every spring unfailing
Growing in the crevices by some London railing,
Though it has a Latin name, in town and country-side
We in England call it London Pride.

London Pride has been handed down to us.
London Pride is a flower that's free.
London Pride means our own dear town to us,
And our pride it for ever will be.
Hey, lady,
When the day is dawning
See the policeman yawning
On his lonely beat.
** lady,
Mayfair in the morning,
Hear your footsteps echo in the empty street.
Early rain
And the pavement's glistening.
All Park Lane
In a shimmering gown.
Nothing ever could break or harm
The charm of London Town.

INTERLUDE
In our city darkened now, street and square and crescent,
We can feel our living past in our shadowed present,
Ghosts beside our starlit Thames
Who lived and loved and died
Keep throughout the ages London Pride.

London Pride has been handed down to us.
London Pride is a flower that's free.
London Pride means our own dear town to us,
And our pride it for ever will be.
Grey city
Stubbornly implanted,
Taken so for granted
For a thousand years.
Stay, city,
Smokily enchanted,
Cradle of our memories and hopes and fears.
Every Blitz
Your resistance
Toughening,
From the Ritz
To the Anchor and Crown,
Nothing ever could override
The pride of London Town.

Drenched (Calexico)

Riding through nostalgia, shaking memories by the mile
the city lights are closing in on him
the distance grows shorter for a while
he wonders what dreams fill her heart
and wonders if what they had could ever be sparked
"the roads never lead where they're supposed to go"
that's what he tells himself before he lets it go
out on the cold grey plain, sunken on the side of the road
the words bleed off the page, the letter becomes well-soaked
"no more turning backwards," he says, as he drives off in the rain
ventures on up through the colorades and settles under the rock
and pines, and stakes claim
still he wonders what what dreams fill her heart
and wonders if what they had could ever be sparked
the roads never lead where they're supposed to go
they just twist 'round and 'round the flame
the eyes closing, the heart retains
a bit of a spark before it fades away
that's where he gets lost and drifts off alone
and what he tells himself... "better let it go"

1,000 Paper Cranes (Motion City Soundtrack)

i thought that you knew her
i thought that you cared
but what am i to do
at four in the morning
with her back against us all

running out of runarounds
gently down the stream
how could you make me who i am
when i made you who you are

gently to the end with me
rowwing at your side
through denver's cold and frozen eyes
i thought i saw i thought i saw you standing there

unclouded end
clearly words work themselves back to me
from the top of the bottom it's all the same
it's all the same she screamed she screamed it's all the same

Saal Des Kreisenden Frauen (Das Ich)

Die ärmsten Frauen von Berlin
- dreizehn Kinder in anderthalb Zimmern,
Huren, Gefangene, Ausgestossene -
krümmen hier ihren Leib und wimmern.
Es wird nirgends so viel geschreien.
Es wird nirgends Schmerzen und Leid
so ganz und gar nicht wie hier beachtet,
weil hier eben immer was schreit.

"Pressen Sie, Frau! Verstehn Si, ja?
Sie sind nicht zum Vergnügen da,
Ziehn Sid die Sache nicht in die Länge.
Kommt auch Kot bei dem Gedränge!
Sie sind nicht da, um auszuruhn.
Es kommt nich selbst. Sie müssen was tun!
Schliefllich kommt es: bläulich und klein.
Urin und Stuhlgang salben es ein.

us elf Betten mit Tränen und Blut
grüsst es ein Wimmern als Salut.
Nur aus zwei Augen brichtein Chor
von Jubilaten zum Himmel empor.

Durch dieses kleine fleischerne Stück
wird alles gehen: Jammer und Glück.
Und stirbt es dereinst in Röcheln und Qual.
Liegen zwölf andere in diesem Saal.

Desperation Song (Carbon Leaf)

Here I'm debating time, I'm waiting
Come the wake
Free fall the cannonball volcanic
shatters on the lake

You settle down,
Where you runnin to?
What else can you prove?
How many, many more until you lose?
You thought a better plan could
Shake this shadow land
This frozen tundra hand...

Chorus:
I'm turning it from shade to light
Hold it up to candlelight,
Roaring into firelight,
Scorching up the charlatans
Until it's city wide
All the people mobilize,
Nothing left to polarize
And nothing left to fake

Ring around the lake.
Ring around the lake.

Right on time...will you stay
Throught the pouring rain?
Right on time...through the night,
Your laughter is my light
Right on time, desperation song

Dear I have missed your sigh
since crystal skies moved on
Peer out through Shadow's doubt
I had no passion all along

You settle down. where you running to?
What else can you prove?
Is this all a game?
Was this all a ruse?
I've waited by the phone.
Cold as river stone
Anxiety. Alone...

Chorus

Ring around the lake.
Ring around the lake.

Right on time...will you stay
throught the pouring rain?
Right on time...through the night,
Your laughter is my light
Right on time, desperation song
Right on time, desperation song

Chorus

Right on time...will you stay
throught the pouring rain?
Right on time...through the night,
Your laughter is my light
Right on time, desperation song
Right on time, desperation song

Sweet Girl (Stevie Nicks)

Written by Stevie Nicks.


And he says, "What do you love to do?
Outside your world,
Who spends timewith you?
Whom do you love when you're not working?

Sweet Girl....
Where would you go,
If you had the time?
Crossing some crazy State-line somewhere?
To whom do you cry?
People are unkind,
Sweet Girl..."

But I chose to dance across the stages of the world.
Everyone said I'd never learn...
And I still hear your words, "Well, I waited all my life for you....Sweet
Girl..."

I did try to come back and listen...
you never knew it...
I didn't wish it...
And I did hear every answer of every question...
It's all about protection....
Still through the sunlighted days I wait...
Track a ghost through the fog....

The sun is burning me...
And you come runnin' out...
In the wind with me...
The ocean is your blanket...
But I chose to dance across the stages of the world...
Everyone said I'd never learn...
I still hear your words, "Well, I waited all my life for you...
I watched you fly through the world.
In a golden ball...
Many are the cities that I never saw at all..."

Sometimes I feel like I was always on-call
Sometimes even I am allowed to fall...
He says, "Come down here for a
minute...Well, come down here for a minute...."
He says, "Come down here for a minute, Sweet Girl...
Sweet Girl...

Let Your Troubles Roll By (Carbon Leaf)

Love endures, it clings away
When asked to leave, it begs to stay
Like the perfect song, at imperfect times
It's the way the chords struck with the rhymes
So let your troubles roll by...

He knows he can help himself
He can tell by a look at the books on his shelf

And someone, somewhere loses her son
Before her own sunset is said and done

And she dreams of sunflowers bent-over
Frozen in snow, and thinks 'Colorado.. ?'
But then plays her life back in slow motion
To keep in touch with that raw emotion
In the night, crushed empty can
Olive Oyle is waiting for her man
To come in from the fight
That will change their life
'For good this time...'

When all of your tears dry, let your troubles roll by

Like New Year's Eve, tonight's underway
But tomorrow you'll wake up afraid of the day
'Cause underneath the scars of your broken dreams
An undone war still wages and stings
You fear the year will blow
Like a breeze through a rainbow
You swear it's there, but you can't grab a hold
So you sit and cry and wonder why, why...

When all of your tears dry, let your troubles roll by

So many cities and windows and lives
And through each one there's a soul that strives to survive
So pay no mind, my sorrow's fine
The day is a live and that's why I cry
It's a New Year's toast, grab your list to conspire
The last snake hissed as he was thrown in the fire
You've come far, and though you're far from the end
You don't mind where you are, cause you know where you've been

Like a culture vulture sprawled out on the floor
Like a dead devil soldier washed up on the shore
With nothing of note but the ole' Capt.'s coat
And a burning boat you just sank with your salty tears...

The Boy Looked at Johnny (The Libertines)

The boy looked at Johnny and said
My word that was fun
When he did it with his hat on
Like in a saddle with his gun
We're in slow motion eating breakfast
At the side view hotel
Oh sipping down a pint
Everything's going so well

New York city's very pretty in the night time
But don't you miss Soho
Where everybody goes
La de di la de di da diddy

The boy looked at Johnny
He said "Don't you know who I think I am"
Well I knew you once before
Now Im trying all I can

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
No no no no no
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

New York city's very pretty in the night time
But don't you miss Soho
Where everybody goes
La de di la de di da diddy


Video


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