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Whitlams

Genres: Rock

You Gotta Love This City Lyrics - Whitlams

You gotta love this city, love this city 

You gotta love this city 

You gotta love this city, love this city 

You gotta love this city 

 

Too sick for breakfast, the car wouldn't start 

The train was really full and his girlfriend had a boyfriend 

The houses all the same, now here's the rain 

 

Not falling but collapsing at his feet 

Deep breath and he clocks on, raincoat on his arm 

He wishes the hours would disappear 

 

But the trip's in vain 'cause awaiting him 

A lay off notice and his severance pay 

He shuffles back to the train again 

You gotta love this city 

 

You gotta love this city, love this city 

You gotta love this city 

You gotta love this city, love this city 

You gotta love this city 

 

Back home he lies in bed for days and days 

Watching American television, smoking 

And playing with himself ringing double O double 5 

 

Into town on Thursday night 

The girls are pretty and the lights are bright 

At least he loves his city 

 

Holding court on Taylor Square proper 

Was the man he could become 

Lear's Fool is a bum now 

With seven holy parcels by his side 

 

You gotta love this city, love this city 

You gotta love this city 

You gotta love this city, love this city 

You gotta love this city 

 

He walks along the foreshore, he's got a bottle 

And he's breathing with his city 

 

It was busy everywhere he went 

There was a crowd over the bay and a fireworks display 

It's all very strange for a Thursday night thought he 

 

Then it dawns on him as a cracker explodes 

And who the hell is he going to blame? 

It dawns on him the horror we got the Olympic Games 

 

You gotta love this city 

For its body and not its brain 

 

And he screams, "My city is a whore 

Opened herself to the world 

Jumped up and down in pastel shirts 

And lathered up thinking about designs for T-shirts" 

 

You gotta love this city 

For its body and not its brain 

 

It's more than he can take, and the stars' reflection breaks 

'Cause you can lead a horse to water 

But you can't make it enjoy the view, you gotta love this city 

He's had enough and he sinks to the bottom 

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