Once I hated this city
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Now it can't get me down
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Slushy, humid and gritty
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What a pretty town
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What, thought I could be duller
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More depressing, less gay
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Now my favourite colour
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Is grey
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A wall of rain as
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it turns to sleet
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The lack of sun
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on a one way street
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I love the grime all the time
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And what more do I need
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My window pane has a lovely view
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An inch of sky and a fly or two
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Why, I can see half a tree
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And what more do I need
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The dusk is thick
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and it's galling
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It simply can't be excused
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In winter even
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the falling snow looks Used
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My window pane may
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not give much light
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But I see you
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so the view is bright
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If I can love you
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I'll pay the dirt no heed
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With your love
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what more do I need
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Someone shouting for quiet
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Someone starting a brawl
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Down the block there's a riot
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And I'll buy it all
|
Listen, now I'm ecstatic
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Hold me close and be still
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Hear the lovely pneumatic Drill
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A subway train thunders
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through the Bronx
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A taxi horn on the corner honks
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But I adore ev'ry roar
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And what more do I need
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I hear a crane making
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street repairs
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A two ton child running
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wild upstairs
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Steam pipes bang,sirens clang
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And what more do I need
|
The neighbours yell
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in the summer
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The landlord yells in the fall
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So loud I can't hear the plumber
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Pound the wall
|
An aeroplane roars
|
across the bay
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But I can hear youc
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as clear as day
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You said you love me
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Above the sound and speed
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With your love
|
What more do I need
|
Once I hated this city
|
Now it can't get me down
|
Slushy, humid and gritty
|
What a pretty town
|
What, thought I could be duller
|
More depressing, less gay
|
Now my favourite colour
|
Is grey
|
A wall of rain as
|
it turns to sleet
|
The lack of sun
|
on a one way street
|
I love the grime all the time
|
And what more do I need
|
My window pane has a lovely view
|
An inch of sky and a fly or two
|
Why, I can see half a tree
|
And what more do I need
|
The dusk is thick
|
and it's galling
|
It simply can't be excused
|
In winter even
|
the falling snow looks Used
|
My window pane may
|
not give much light
|
But I see you
|
so the view is bright
|
If I can love you
|
I'll pay the dirt no heed
|
With your love
|
what more do I need
|
Someone shouting for quiet
|
Someone starting a brawl
|
Down the block there's a riot
|
And I'll buy it all
|
Listen, now I'm ecstatic
|
Hold me close and be still
|
Hear the lovely pneumatic Drill
|
A subway train thunders
|
through the Bronx
|
A taxi horn on the corner honks
|
But I adore ev'ry roar
|
And what more do I need
|
I hear a crane making
|
street repairs
|
A two ton child running
|
wild upstairs
|
Steam pipes bang,sirens clang
|
And what more do I need
|
The neighbours yell
|
in the summer
|
The landlord yells in the fall
|
So loud I can't hear the plumber
|
Pound the wall
|
An aeroplane roars
|
across the bay
|
But I can hear youc
|
as clear as day
|
You said you love me
|
Above the sound and speed
|
With your love
|
What more do I need
|
gt;
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Georgie's life ended there
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but I ask who really cares
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George once said to me
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and I quote
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He said "Never wait or hesitate
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Get in kid, before it's too late
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You may never get another chance
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'Cos youth a mask
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but it don't last
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live it long and live it fas
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Georgie was a friend of mine
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<Interlude>
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Oh Georgie stay, don't go away
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Georgie please stay
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you take our breath away
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Oh Georgie stay, don't go away
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Georgie please stay
|
you take our breath away
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Oh Georgie stay, don't go away
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Georgie, Georgie
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please stay you
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take our breath away
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What More Do I Need (配夸老 广 吝)
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| Sarah Brightman |
