‘The Angel (North London Forever)’ lyrics

fill in the lyrics to Louis Dunford’s song ‘The Angel (North London Forever)’
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Answer
As
I
walk
these
Streets
alone
through
This
borough
I
call
home
upon
the
baron
fields
of
Highbury
neath
the
stadiums
of
stones
through
the
turnstiles
at
the
Angel
see
the
homeless
on
the
green
From
The
Cally
to
The
Cross
and
every
shithole
in
between
pass
the
church
the
mosque
a
crack
den
and
the
offie
on
the
corner
see
the
brasses
from
the
brothel
that
pretends
to
be
a
sauna
watch
the
bedlam
in
the
bookies
see
the
winners
and
the
losers
seeking
solace
from
their
sorrows
in
the
local
battle
cruisers
through
the
madness
in
the
market
weathered
faces
turn
to
greet
ya
’ello
gov’ner
how’s
your
mother?
You
alright
son
you
lucky
geezer
Double
pie
and
mash
and
liquor
a
Cuppa
Rosie
Lee
up
chap
or
watch
retired
gangsters
bicker
every
day
in
Arthur’s
café
The
little
fuckers
causing
trouble
for
the
cozzers
make
you
smile
You
meet
ya
muckers
for
a
couple
forget
your
troubles
for
a
while
From
The
Thornhill
to
The
Hemmy
all
the
faces
are
the
same
cause
the
manor
might
be
changing
but
the
people
still
remain.
North
London
forever,
whatever
the
weather,
these
streets
are
our
own,
and
my
heart
will
leave
you
never,
my
blood
will
forever
run
through
the
stone.
As
I
walk
these
streets
alone,
through
a
kingdom
made
of
Chrome,
I
see
them
ripping
up
the
cobbles
and
tearing
down
our
childhood
homes,
I
see
the
architecture
changing,
watch
the
history
disappear,
and
the
skyline
rearranging
into
towers
of
veneer,
but
I
see
the
remnants
of
the
London
that
they
thought
they
could
erase
every
time
I
hear
the
old
school
talk
about
the
good
old
days
or
every
time
I
watch
the
football
and
have
a
ruby
with
the
lads
see
an
hoister
selling
clobber
or
a
dealer
shooting
bags
It’s
in
the
single
mothers
juggling
a
baby
and
a
job
in
every
single
brother
struggling
that
wound
up
in
the
dock
It’s
in
the
roots
and
the
foundation
still
clinging
to
the
land
it’s
in
the
bricks
that
built
the
Morland
and
Popham
that
still
stands
It’s
in
my
family
and
my
friends,
in
every
gram
and
every
Benz
It’s
in
the
roots
that
we
inherit
when
a
generation
ends
it’s
in
the
ruins
of
your
youth
and
the
faces
of
your
past
Cause
the
manor
might
be
changing
but
the
people
always
last
North
London
forever,
whatever
the
weather,
these
streets
are
our
own,
and
my
heart
will
leave
you
never,
my
blood
will
forever
run
through
the
stone.
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