paroles de chanson Move into the City - James Blundell
Why
would
anybody
live
out
here?
Miles
from
town
and
nowhere
near
All
the
things
that
make
the
world
go
round.
And
nothing
to
do
and
nothing
to
see
No
takeaway,
cable
TV
We
just
sit
out
back
and
watch
the
sun
go
down.
Let's
all
move
into
the
city
And
breathe
each
other's
air
And
get
to
know
your
neighbour
Much
more
than
you
might
care
to
We'll
live
in
little
boxes
a
way
up
in
the
sky.
Go
to
work
and
come
back
home,
Go
to
work
and
come
back
home,
Go
to
work
and
come
back
home,
Until
the
day
we
die.
No
wine
bars,
no
boutiques
No
mardi
gras,
no
fashion
week
and
We
ain't
made
the
evening
news
in
years.
You
can
cut
the
quiet
with
a
knife
No
sirens
screaming,
no
flashing
lights
It's
enough
to
bore
a
man
to
tears.
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