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lirik lagu ren - bittersweet symphony (live)

[verse]
i’ve got dirt on my reeboks from staying up all night
i spent my last ten pounds on this pack of marlboro lights
i phoned up stevie, i said “g, you alright?”
he said “it’s six in the morning, brother, get some shut~eye!”
i feel a sense of well~being this time in the morning
wear my heart out on my hoodie while the city is snoring
drunks falling off the sidewalks, get issued a warning
distant sirens, they crescendo like a symphony calling
this is the britain i know, this is the britain i love
there’s poetry inside this city if you listen enough
working class causalities out on the streets sleep rough
while a mother with her baby takes her pram to the pub
and while she’s knocking them down, the cost of living goes up
i can’t relate to politicians with their head in the mud
i resonate with messy fridays, with my boys smoking bud
we do our bit to numb the struggle, as below, so above
and as above, so below, here in the city we glow
i blow a smoke ring up to heaven and it makes a halo
and then the clock strikes seven, guess it’s time to head home
my companion is the city, so i’m never alone
stepping in and out of gaps of the pavement cracks
if i go to sleep now, that’s an anti~climax
people rise for work and the sun mirrors that
a perfect juxtaposition for those out on the lash, bare with me
it’s beautiful, i think it’s irrefutable
there’s beauty in a contradicting britain, indisputable
junkie in a cubicle, his old spoon is usable
his mother’s in a black suit, crying at a funeral
nine to five crucible, this route is not commutable
a kid falls off the tracks and then he serves a stretch at juvenal
libbies at the doleys but her dispositions humourful
while davey’s at the bookies and his mates call him delusional
britain, drink it down and moan about the weather
when the sun starts shining feel the factor 10 tremor
boys will be boys, will be in it together
’til the fists start flying like they’re connor mcgregor
and then he’s out, i think he took it too far
i think the boy saw red, i think he hit him too hard
now he’s face down on the pavement with a face full of tar
mad how small altercations can define who we are
that’s my cue, i guess it’s time to head home
bittersweet how my high found its way to be low
and i’ve said it once before, as above, so below
living on the streets of britain you just go with the flow
but i’m done, i’m out for the night
as the sun paints the pavements, i’ll turn out the light
white noise on the radio to quiet my mind
i always was an overthinker, just the way i’m designed
britain, drink it down and moan about the weather
when it’s all said and done we’ll be in it altogether
boys will be boys, will be like it forever
it’s a bittersweet symphony, we’re birds of a feather
[outro]
’cause it’s a bittersweet symphony, that’s life
trying to make ends meet, you’re a slave to money then you die

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