Lyrics:
("Our platinum Jubilee, the future is ours")
("Help us celebrate all our city
Council has done for us")
("And our next generation of watchers
Workers
through the evening
Dark skies hanging over Leicester city
The picture's gritty but we're sitting pretty
We're the rats spinning little ditties of this
City trees
City beauty City love City indifferent City ideas
City nomads City smiles City bribes City money
City taxes City councils City chambers City
Little Sammy was a kid on a council estate
His dad listened to the skids, the slits and the slates
So Sammy listened too, he loved the passion in it
can't be Real Madrid I'll be Leicester City
I've always been a non league club; I'll never hit the top
They say when will you grow up, when will the penny
The please I live is hip today
In comes the rich the poor has to go away
Down at city hall I state my case
The city council has all been paid
They stand for
don't weep
For even brother Satan has to sleep
And all your tragic idols rest in peace
And beautiful believers, their quiet council keep
So, oh, city
as Mousebender enters two men
Dressed as city gents are Greek
Dancing in the corner to the music of
A bouzouki the shop it'self is large
And redolent of the charm
to pay
The please I live is hip today
In comes the rich the poor has to go away
Down at city hall I state my case
The city council has all been paid
Talkin' 'bout the science of social deprevation
From 'ere to whereever in the council estates the mans is strugglin'.
The poor lower working class.
city don't weep
For even brother Satan has to sleep
And all your tragic idols rest in peace
And beautiful believers, their quiet council keep
So, oh,
I'm the Piccadilly Rambler
The streets are my pillow
Up Shaftesbury Avenue
Down Leicester Square
I roam and I rove over London's fair city
not the same for those who were here
Before Columbus came...they've got to give up their claim
In 19 hundred 23 a tribal council came to be
fathers are up in arms
The city council is very alarmed
Cousins and uncles are having fits
Predictors of doom think this is it
Everybody else just stand
town fathers are up in arms
The city council is very alarmed
Cousins and uncles are having fits
Predictors of doom think this is it
Everybody else is
the dough
Back roads ends and smoke
Council flats and homes
Never putting on a show
Still man are shelling at a show
Real talk
I ain't even one to boast
Still
hours passed his dad returned from work
In the city centre of Wen Kroy as a civil servant
To the council of 5 who govern the realm
Made up of each
Yeah
You wanna know how to make it in the city, right
Loopsta
Youngsta
Skyy
Ngisize baba
Ngisize baba
Bless my hustle
Ngisize baba
Ngisize baba
I come from a place council houses and estates
Nobody ain't posing for pictures round here it's no face no case
Everybody wanna be first place
Money
Born and raised in the London living, life is hard, tryna survive, just meditate, in the hustle
Of a city, of course, of course
Born and raised in
pack, cheaper domestic
To keep the council's road works protected.
Mopping up puke for all the high school kids getting soaking.
Ripping off stickers
Bright city woman
Walking down Leicester Square everyday.
Gonna get a piece of my mind.
You think you're not a piece of my kind.
Ev'rywhere
Come from a place that's covered in blue
Leicester city don't fuck with the boys in blue
But man, like you snitch online like news
Like
and your happiness is on loan.
The city council’s satisfied.
The union jack is out of sight.
Now don’t get angry, ‘cause that’s not right.
Such a sad face,
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