Brooklyn - Longfellow

IPGod bless america

Last night the girls were wild, I’m a

slack-jacwed sophisticate

Not much to look at but that’s alright.

But I

don’t know why;

don’t know how it feels

You tell me that you’re star struck;

I

don’t know why, don’t know why

And I’m trying to keep the fire alight

but need to keep the damage down

have to make this right

And you can be our oxygen

'cause I need you now

so maybe I could breathe you in?

You can make this right

Goodnight and fareweel friend

we haven’t dropped but the noose keeps tightening

So much for alibis

we stand together still so incriminated, I

don’t know why;

don’t know how it feels

You’re dirty but you cleanse the eye

don’t know why;

don’t know why

And I’m trying to keep the fire alight

but need to keep the damage down

have to make this right

And you can be our oxygen

'cause I need you now

so maybe I could breathe you in?

You can make this right

London your streets won’t love me like this, they don’t love me like this,

they won’t love me, love me

London your streets don’t love me like this, they won’t love me like this

London your streets won’t love me like this, they don’t love me like this,

they won’t love me, love me

London your streets don’t love me like this, they won’t love me like this

And I’m trying to keep the fire alight

but need to keep the damage down

have to make this right

And you can be our oxygen

'cause I need you now

so maybe I could breathe you in?

You can make this right

God bless America