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• Artiste: Steve Winwood
• Titre: Dirty City
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The gangster came to see by boy When I was working nights to pay one more bill He promised the kid a sweeter life Said, "Gotta understand it's dog eat dog out there" Well I looked in his room when I got home And underneath the covers found a loaded gun He looked at me with empty eyes He said, "It's time for me to be moving on" Dirty city, this is a dirty town Where's the pity, I can't move on up to higher ground I spoke to my woman the other day She said, "I need more cash we can't pay our way" She said, "Everything gets really hard And I need something sweet, don't you understand?" The roar of the train runs by my room And on these summer nights I can't sleep anymore I walk in the streets to greet the dawn Or stay at home all night and stare at the floor Dirty city, this is a dirty town Where's the pity, I can't move on up to higher ground Dirty city, this is a dirty town Where's the pity, I can't move on up to higher ground Help me now Move on to a higher ground Help somehow Make a move to a higher ground Won't you help somehow Make a move to a higher ground Won't you help somehow I need a little help... Dirty city, this is a dirty town Where's the pity, I can't move on up to higher ground...