Bobby Gillespie & Jehnny Beth - English Town

[Verse 1: Bobby Gillespie]
Tired feet trod rubbished streets
Dreams pile up on garbage heaps
Chain-smoked faces scream defeat
Poverty's grammar
Poundland's shut, bombed-out pubs
Feral kids on zombie drugs
Holidays in Wormwood Scrubs

[Chorus: Bobby Gillespie & Jehnny Beth]
I want to fly away from this town tonight
So high, so high
I don't wanna die in this English town tonight
Cold English town
[Verse 2: Bobby Gillespie]
Zero hours sufferers
Stale depression haunts the bus
"Immigrants, they're not like us"
I heard someone say
Pushing hard against the crowd
Rush hour faces bring me down
Hieronymus Bosch underground
Prole horror surreal

[Chorus: Bobby Gillespie & Jehnny Beth]
I want to fly away from this town tonight
So high, so high
I don't want to die in this English town tonight
Cold English town

[Post-Chorus: Bobby Gillespie]
La-la, la-la-la
La-la, la-la
La-la, la-la
La-la, la-la
La-la, la-la-la
La-la, la-la

[Bridge: Bobby Gillespie]
Death on credit every day
Walking dead on a living wagе
Accept your lot and don't complain
Drink yourself into an early gravе
[Chorus: Bobby Gillespie & Jehnny Beth]
I wanna fly away from this town tonight
So high, so high
Don't wanna die in this English town tonight
Cold English town

I wanna fly away from this town tonight
So high, so high
Don't wanna die in this English town tonight
Cold English town

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