This City - Jake Morley

This city makes me cry

I wear a shirt and tie oh why oh why

This city makes me close up think of

Nothing else but me and yes myself and I oh my oh my

There’s something very wrong with that

And I’m drunk on the tube

Drunk missing you

Got to write this down before I

Get to kentish town cos that’s where I

Fall asleep, get mugged and

Wake up far away from home

Far away from home

This city makes me high

It helps to make me live before I die

But sometimes I just close up think of

Nothing else but me and those with whom I spend my time oh my oh my

There’s nothing very wrong with that

And I’m drunk on the tube

Drunk missing you

Got to write this down before I

Get to kentish town cos that’s where I

Fall asleep, get mugged and

Wake up far away from home

Far away from home

Got to write this down before I

Get to kentish town cos that’s where I

Fall asleep, get mugged and

Wake up far away from home

Without my cards or phone

This city makes me smile

As I try to guess your name as you walk by

This city makes me open up and let it all inside

And leave myself behind oh my oh my

There’s nothing very wrong

There’s nothing very wrong about that