Текст песни: The Jam - IN THE CITY
In the city there`s a thousand things I want to say to you
But whenever I approach you, you make me look a fool
I wanna say, I wanna tell you
About the young ideas
But you turn them into fears
In the city there`s a thousand faces all shining bright
And those golden faces are under 25
They wanna say, they gonna tell ya
About the young idea
You better listen now you`ve said your bit-a
And I know what you`re thinking
You still think I am crap
But you`d better listen man
Because the kids know where it`s at
In the city there`s a thousand men in uniforms
And I`ve heard they now have the right to kill a man
We wanna say, we gonna tell ya
About the young idea
And if it don`t work, at least we said we`ve tried
In the city, in the city
In the city there`s a thousand things I want to say to you
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In the city there`s a thousand things I want to say to you
But whenever I approach you, you make me look a fool
I wanna say, I wanna tell you
About the young ideas
But you turn them into fears
In the city there`s a thousand faces all shining bright
And those golden faces are under 25
They wanna say, they gonna tell ya
About the young idea
You better listen now you`ve said your bit-a
And I know what you`re thinking
You still think I am crap
But you`d better listen man
Because the kids know where it`s at
In the city there`s a thousand men in uniforms
And I`ve heard they now have the right to kill a man
We wanna say, we gonna tell ya
About the young idea
And if it don`t work, at least we said we`ve tried
In the city, in the city
In the city there`s a thousand things I want to say to you
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