the White City fighting The White City Blood was an addiction Now it's analyzed As though it were fiction The battles were won And the battles were blown At the height of the White City
of the White City fighting The White City Fighting, remember, remember The White City Fighting, remember, remember No one remembers, not that I can see That we were defenders, we were the free The White City
Oversættelse: Townshend, Pete. White City Fighting.
Oversættelse: Townshend, Pete. White City.
Say goodbye to the brilliant blues Say goodbye to the brilliant blues Say goodbye.... It's time, to live So make me, take me It's time, to give So don
Nothing must pass this line Unless it is well defined You just have to be resigned You're crashing by design You once believed that crazy accidents
Face the face, got to face the face Face the face, got to face the face You must have heard the cautionary tales The dangers hidden on the cul-de-sac
Pride is like a bandage He is wrapped in a warm cocoon His pride is like Heroin He is back inside the womb His pride is like an Ocean Encircled by a
Give blood But you may find that blood is enough Give blood And there are some who'll say it's not enough Give blood But don't expect too ever see reward
From my window I see roads Lead to darkness, leading home In the midnight of a soul's unsleeping Hear the waterfall of women weeping Hear the distant
touched by awakening faces I see the panic of people in motion I can stand here, look out on an ocean. I am a wall awaiting a catchword. I see the city
Don't bring me secondhand love I know you went out tonight Who've you been hanging around with this time? I don't care if he's black or white I just