"In the City" as written by and Paul John Weller....
I'm working for the dogs in the city
The mind was strong but your body was weak
Now your body's here but the mind has snuffed it
I think it's time that somebody stopped it

On the screen there's a boy with no name
It looks like you but it's just not the same
Yeah, you're so damn gone, I can barely see you
It must have been a double at the BBC, oh yeah

In the city, in the disco
Think you're pretty, [?]
It's a shit hole, you're a hero
You're a freak-oh

Just when I think I'm getting the knack
I'll see you and have a panic attack
Now I'm an acrobat on the channel changer
And it seems I'm out of danger, yeah

In the city, in the disco
Think you're pretty, [?]
It's a shit hole, you're a hero
You're a freak-oh


Lyrics submitted by BrownBabu84

"In the City" as written by Justine Elinor Frischmann

Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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