Karaoké The Angel (North London Forever) - Louis Dunford

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de The Angel (North London Forever) rendu célèbre par Louis Dunford

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Avec choeurs (au choix dans la version KFN)

Tempo : variable (environ 117 BPM)

Tonalité identique à l'original : Ré

Durée : 03:58 - Extrait à : 03:07

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Date de sortie : 2022
Styles : Folk, Indé & Alternatif, En anglais
Auteur-Compositeur : Louis Dunford

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Paroles The Angel (North London Forever)

As I walk these streets alone through this borough I call home
Upon the baron fields of Highbury 'neath the stadiums of stone
Through the turnstiles at The Angel see the homeless on the green
From The Cally to The Cross and every shithole in between
Pass the church, the mosque a crack den and the offie on the corner
See the brasses from the brothel that pretends to be a sauna
Watch the bedlam in the bookies
See the winners and the losers seekin' solace from their sorrows in the local battle cruisers
Through the madness in the market weathered faces turn to greet ya
Hello guvnor how's your mother
You alright son, be lucky geeza
Double pie and mash and liquor
A Cuppa Rosie Lee up chap
Or watch retired gangsters bicker everyday in Arthur's cafe
The little fuckers causin' trouble for the cozzers make you smile
You meet ya muckers for a couple
Forget your troubles for a while
From The Thornhill to The Hemmy all the faces are the same 'cos the manor might be changin' but the people still remain
North London forever
Whatever the weather these streets are our own
And my heart will leave you never
My blood will forever run through the stone
As I walk these streets alone through a kingdom made of Chrome
I see them rippin' up the cobbles and tearin' down our childhood homes
I see the architecture changin'
Watch the history disappear
And the skyline rearrangin' into towers of veneer
But I see the remnants of the London that they thought they could erase
Every time I hear the old school talk about the good old days
Or every time I watch the football and have a ruby with the lads
See an hoister sellin' clobber or a dealer shootin' bags
It's in the single mothers jugglin' a baby and a job
In every single brother strugglin' that wound up in the dock
It's in the roots and the foundations still clingin' to the land
It's in the bricks that built the Morland and Popham that still stand
It's in my family and my friends
In every gram and every Benz
It's in the roots that we inherit when a generation ends
It's in the ruins of your youth and the faces of your past 'cos the manor might be changin' but the people always last
North London forever
Whatever the weather these streets are our own
And my heart will leave you never
My blood will forever run through the stone

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