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• Artiste: Guild League (The)
• Titre: Cosmetropolis (London Swings)
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On a river where old money clings to the banks There's a nine-to-five army and I joined the ranks It'll beat you down if you don't fight back because London swings like a big grey axe But live long enough and the city surprises Up pops a palace amidst the highrises High-art Imperial, strawberries and cream London swings like a ball off the seam Hard voices ring out along tenement streets That are harsher than hail and sharper than sleet Winter is wet and depressingly loud London swings like a big grey cloud But spring brings buds in a slow green tide and summer sends people and pints outside 'Til the changing leaves of autumn burn London swings like the seasons turn This is older than Westminster Abbey and bigger than the dome I'm going to use the knowledge of a London cabby to get me the fast way home I'll swing back to you sweet love of mine Through the cosmetropolis estuarine Through the working week we all grit our teeth But there are fast trains travelling underneath We're drawn towards Friday, insects to the light London swings into Saturday night All over the city our lives carry on Small hopes are defeated, small battles are won As we swim through the fog and the fear and the feuds London swings like a lover's moods