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

[ti:The Angel (North London Forever) (Live From Hammersmith)] [ar:Louis Dunford] [al:Live from Hammersmith (Explicit)] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Angel (North London Forever) (Live From Hammersmith|Explicit) - Louis Dunford [00:02.44]Lyrics by：Louis Dunford [00:03.41]Composed by：Louis Dunford [00:43.41]As I walk these streets alone through this borough I call home [00:47.59]Upon the baron fields of Highbury 'neath the stadiums of stone [00:51.86]Through the turnstiles at The Angel see the homeless on the green [00:56.42]From The Cally to The Cross and every s**thole in between [01:00.45]Pass the church the mosque a crack den and the offie on the corner [01:04.89]See the brasses from the brothel that pretends to be a sauna [01:09.10]Watch the bedlam in the bookies see the winners and the losers [01:13.41]Seeking solace from their sorrows in the local battle cruisers [01:17.96]Through the madness in the market weathered faces turn to greet ya [01:22.34]"Hello guvnor how's your mother" [01:24.50]"You alright son be lucky geeza" [01:26.61]Double pie and mash and liquor a Cuppa Rosie Lee up chap [01:30.34]Or watch retired gangsters bicker everyday in Arthur's cafe [01:34.67]The little f**kers causing trouble for the cozzers make you smile [01:38.98]You meet ya muckers for a couple forget your troubles for a while [01:43.38]From The Thornhill to The Hemmy all the faces are the same [01:48.02]'Cause the manor might be changing but the people still remain [01:53.99]North London forever [02:01.42]Whatever the weather [02:05.99]These streets are our own [02:10.87]And my heart will leave you never [02:19.40]My blood will forever [02:24.15]Run through the stone [02:38.39]As I walk these streets alone through a kingdom made of Chrome [02:42.13]I see them ripping up the cobbles and tearing down our childhood homes [02:46.46]I see the architecture changing watch the history disappear [02:51.24]And the skyline rearranging into towers of veneer [02:54.95]But I see the remnants of the London that they thought they could erase [02:59.72]Every time I hear the old school talk about the good old days [03:03.83]Or every time I watch the football and have a ruby with the lads [03:08.66]See an hoister selling clobber or a dealer shooting bags [03:12.52]It's in the single mothers juggling a baby and a job [03:16.93]In every single brother struggling that wound up in the dock [03:21.28]It's in the roots and the foundations still clinging to the land [03:25.81]It's in the bricks that built the Morland and Popham that still stand [03:30.18]It's in my family and my friends in every gram and every Benz [03:34.24]It's in the roots that we inherit when a generation ends [03:38.63]It's in the ruins of your youth and the faces of your past [03:43.15]'Cause the manor might be changing but the people always last [03:48.74]North London forever [03:56.37]Whatever the weather [04:00.78]These streets are our own [04:05.78]And my heart will leave you never [04:14.59]My blood will forever [04:19.34]Run through the stone