This Summer In The Citeh

channys6thswan

Lingers Long On Cank Street
Hot town, summer in the Citeh
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty,
Went down, wasn’t that a pity,
Don’t seem like much hope left in the Citeh,
All around, people looking half dead,
Waiting on a news flash, that’s duller than a match thread.

Now lost in a different world
Can’t go out and find a pearl,
Come on, come on, it’s not all shite,
We’ve not got Pleat, it’ll be all right.
And babe, don't you know it's a pity

These days can't be like nights
Under lights, watching the Citeh
In the top flight, with the Citeh
 
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