I wanna live right on top of the city Far away from all the sound getting gritty In a tower higher 400 feet See nobody that I don't want to meet I wanna live right on top of the people Straight away from all of dem dogs gona freak me Every step in a shit feel like a foot in a grave I am not the one to fight the world like a brave So, close the door and turn Around, let the city burn So, leave the dirt behind (me) In a house of a different kind I wanna live right on top of the city Take me out of the damn concrete-ee Plant a tree on top of me roof Dance around it in a jammy reggae groove I wanna hear no traffic in the morning I say burn, city burn, I'm yearnin I wanna live pon de tower watch the world from above I am not the one to fight the world like a brave So, close the door and turn Around, let the city burn So, leave the dirt behind In a house od a different kind Yeah yeah, It's a brand new life and the air is good, Inviting all my friends on a party-roof Yeah yeah, Darling dry your eyes, It can't hurt no more, Sit and watch the smoke rise it can only be sincere, Found a brand new love, I can see for miles a hundred feet above the streets Yeah yeah yeah We're leave all behind money pineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
