This place is where I'm from Familiar faces and the accent's like a song 'Cause I've been travelling places That I don't belong and Spending days of being a stranger Times lost when you're out of range Without the hustle and bustle And it all seems quite deranged
But when I think about the birds and George's hall And when they tried to knock us down and we stood up tall This city will forever be my saving grace So no matter where I am
I'll raise a glass to this place So raise a glass to this place
This place has cries and screams But there's plenty of people Building hopes and dreams So here's to the ones working behind the scenes Gives me a smile, gives me a shiver When I think of being stood on the river Everyone's on the take But this place she's a giver
So if you're feeling sick and tired of the games you play Have a look at where you are, it's another day At least you're not a divvy in a bib and brace You're ahead of the pace
And you owe it all to this place So raise a glass to this place
You owe it all to this place It's all I know It's raining in the summer And there's February snow The night goes on forever There's loads of gaffs to go If you ask me how I'm feelin' I'll tell you tomorrow
My city, my people, my heart My city, my people, my heart My city, my people, my heart My city, my people, my heart My city, my people, my heart My city, my people, my heart My city, my people, my heart My city, my people, my heart (Raise your glass to this place)
My city, my people, my heart My city, my people, my heart (Raise your glass to this place) My city, my people, my heart My city, my people, my heart (Raise your glass to this place)
My city, my people, my heart My city, my people, my heart (Raise your glass to this place) My city, my people, my heart My city, I owe it all to this place
Compositor: Jamie Mark Webster (Jamie Webster) ECAD: Obra #41959825