The Angel (North London Forever|Explicit)-Louis Dunford

[ti:The Angel (North London Forever)] [ar:Louis Dunford] [al:The Angel (North London Forever)] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Angel (North London Forever|Explicit) - Louis Dunford [00:01.76]Lyrics by：Louis Dunford [00:02.71]Composed by：Louis Dunford [00:03.45] [00:16.61]As I walk these streets alone [00:18.27]Through this borough I call home [00:20.32]Upon the baron fields of Highbury [00:22.70]Neath the stadiums of stone [00:24.71]Through the turnstiles at The Angel [00:26.95]See the homeless on the green [00:29.06]From The Cally to The Cross [00:30.88]And every s**thole in between [00:33.00]Pass the church the mosque a crack den [00:35.31]And the offie on the corner [00:37.21]See the brasses from the brothel [00:39.24]That pretends to be a sauna [00:41.36]Watch the bedlam in the bookies [00:43.37]See the winners and the losers [00:45.54]Seeking solace from their sorrows [00:47.86]In the local battle cruisers [00:49.87]Through the madness in the market [00:51.73]Weathered faces turn to greet ya [00:53.98]"Hello guvnor how's your mother" [00:56.07]"You alright son be lucky geeza" [00:58.13]Double pie and mash and liquor [00:59.98]A Cuppa Rosie Lee up chap [01:01.95]Or watch retired gangsters bicker [01:04.44]Everyday in Arthur's cafe [01:06.18]The little f**kers causing trouble [01:08.47]For the cozzers make you smile [01:10.48]You meet ya muckers for a couple [01:12.54]Forget your troubles for a while [01:14.66]From The Thornhill to The Hemmy [01:17.01]All the faces are the same [01:18.64] [01:19.19]Cause the manor might be changing [01:21.27]But the people still remain [01:24.58]North London forever [01:29.99] [01:31.26]Whatever the weather [01:34.34] [01:35.20]These streets are our own [01:39.64]And my heart will leave you never [01:46.01] [01:47.46]My blood will forever [01:50.05] [01:51.77]Run through the stone [01:58.19] [02:00.67]As I walk these streets alone [02:02.48]Through a kingdom made of Chrome [02:04.38]I see them ripping up the cobbles [02:06.23]And tearing down our childhood homes [02:08.32]I see the architecture changing [02:10.75]Watch the history disappear [02:12.19] [02:12.71]And the skyline rearranging [02:14.79]Into towers of veneer [02:16.31]But I see the remnants of the London [02:18.73]That they thought they could erase [02:20.76]Every time I hear the old school [02:22.74]Talk about the good old days [02:24.69]Or every time I watch the football [02:27.00]Or have a ruby with the lads [02:28.94]See an hoister selling clobber [02:31.10]Or a dealer shooting bags [02:32.88]It's in the single mothers juggling a baby [02:35.70]And a job in every single brother [02:38.37]Struggling that wound up on the dock [02:40.97]It's in the roots and the foundations [02:43.24]Still clinging to the land [02:44.59] [02:45.15]It's in the bricks that built the Morland [02:47.39]And Popham that still stand [02:49.04]It's in my family and my friends [02:51.17]In every gram and every Benz [02:53.13]It's in the roots that we inherit [02:54.90] [02:55.44]When a generation ends [02:57.28]It's in the ruins of your youth [02:59.50]And the faces of your past [03:01.64]Cause the manor might be changing [03:03.32] [03:03.91]But the people always last [03:06.70] [03:07.71]North London forever [03:13.23] [03:14.66]Whatever the weather [03:17.08] [03:18.48]These streets are our own [03:22.24] [03:22.92]And my heart will leave you never [03:29.18] [03:30.64]My blood will forever [03:33.21] [03:34.90]Run through the stone