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Dave Viney & Narcissus - Our City Lyrics



Dave Viney & Narcissus - Our City Lyrics
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In our city you can see sound
Our city's never had a tube, but always had an underground
Our city's a master class of past masters
Unsurpassed in the art of
Choons spelt with a c h
Our city's always led the way, so technically we're never late
Our city can be outshone, but never outdone.
Our city's billed as number 2 but knows it's number 1
When visiting, be sure to pack correctly for your stay
Our city has been known to have four seasons in one day
You see our city likes a raincloud, but our city isn't bleak
Ian Brown says all our city's missing
Is a beach
In our city there's a preacher man in every indie club
His emblem is a bee and his true calling is a buzz
He says that Heaven's a loop of the 1989 summer of love
He'll tell you tales of angels wearing baggy jeans and happy hoods
But Manchester knows angels wear
Nurse uniforms and scrubs
You see, our city speaks in actions
Our city rallies round
50 thousand danced, defiant in our city's cricket ground
And who didn't shed a tear (Or ten)
As the cameras scanned the crowd
And then the faces of those kids in rapture
Signs held high proclaiming love
Not hate, not anger
Their choked back tears and hopeful laughter
Grande's grand and heartfelt gesture
It felt like it did lasting good
50 Thousand beaming faces
Beamed to over 100 million places
A message that will long resound
On giant screens in fearless sound
The Mancs have put a marker down
You won't divide and conquer us
We're not that kind of town
It's simple
Our city does do
Bez dancing
Talking to strangers
The art of sarcasm
And pioneers.
Our city doesn't do
Taking itself too seriously
Vitamin d
Hatred
Division
Or fear
As Anthony H Wilson said when asked about his peers
This is Manchester
We do things differently here
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In our city you can see sound
Our city's never had a tube, but always had an underground
Our city's a master class of past masters
Unsurpassed in the art of
Choons spelt with a c h
Our city's always led the way, so technically we're never late
Our city can be outshone, but never outdone.
Our city's billed as number 2 but knows it's number 1
When visiting, be sure to pack correctly for your stay
Our city has been known to have four seasons in one day
You see our city likes a raincloud, but our city isn't bleak
Ian Brown says all our city's missing
Is a beach
In our city there's a preacher man in every indie club
His emblem is a bee and his true calling is a buzz
He says that Heaven's a loop of the 1989 summer of love
He'll tell you tales of angels wearing baggy jeans and happy hoods
But Manchester knows angels wear
Nurse uniforms and scrubs
You see, our city speaks in actions
Our city rallies round
50 thousand danced, defiant in our city's cricket ground
And who didn't shed a tear (Or ten)
As the cameras scanned the crowd
And then the faces of those kids in rapture
Signs held high proclaiming love
Not hate, not anger
Their choked back tears and hopeful laughter
Grande's grand and heartfelt gesture
It felt like it did lasting good
50 Thousand beaming faces
Beamed to over 100 million places
A message that will long resound
On giant screens in fearless sound
The Mancs have put a marker down
You won't divide and conquer us
We're not that kind of town
It's simple
Our city does do
Bez dancing
Talking to strangers
The art of sarcasm
And pioneers.
Our city doesn't do
Taking itself too seriously
Vitamin d
Hatred
Division
Or fear
As Anthony H Wilson said when asked about his peers
This is Manchester
We do things differently here
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Writer: Dave Viney
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




Dave Viney & Narcissus - Our City Video
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Performed By: Dave Viney & Narcissus
Language: English
Length: 4:05
Written by: Dave Viney

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