My daddy got here on the gravy train I guess my mama had a real bad start to the game They went walking and she took his name Round here
There was dancing in the afternoons those days Waiting tables, chasing girls with the money he made It was 1957, and love felt the same, love felt the same
Frightened little girl, she makes a break Into the arms of... something better Round here
I hear my mama call in Kingsbury Park Just me and David and a football that glowed in the dark Waiting patiently to make my mark Round here
And I remember my first day at school And I remember trouble, and thinking I was so cool I remember it all, like yesterday
Don't you
Every time I try to leave this place Something inside says: "You can do better" Round here
So come with me, let me show you where I've lived I want to put my hands in this earth again Music fell like rain to the streets The Specials and The Jam, to The Beat Even though I think I've seen everything there is to see of this world I gotta be thankful that this crowded space Is the place of my birth
When all that I wanted, was to be someone.
Two little Hitlers in an old church hall Some cheesy covers and those neighbours that banged on the walls Andy says it's time to show them all Round here
Please sir, we two have other plans Please sir you would not understand, What's going on Is magical, can't you see That some of us do more than dream
Every time I try to leave this place Something inside says: "Keep on keeping, on and on..." Around here
So come with me, let me show you where I've lived I want to put my hands in this earth again Music fell like rain to the streets The Specials and The Jam, ABC Even though I think I've seen everything there is to see of this world I gotta be thankful that this crowded space Is the place of my birth
My birth, In this town, Yes I guess I got to be someone
To be somebody In the Beautiful city
This place I call home These streets of London It's everything I know (everything and everybody) On the streets of London I want to thank you