♪ ♪ Bangalore noise on Brick Lane, that's the sound of my home ♪ ♪ I'm a Mikaethes, lover's walk or Kent road ♪ ♪ When you're blinded by lights, you find ways to survive in big smoke ♪ ♪ ♪ Holding down 9 to 5 and your weekends are spent ♪ ♪ Loading up with the boys, with the ball and bands ♪ ♪ Only way to cope, cause this city don't stop for no one ♪ ♪ ♪ Hopeless, roaming around in the moment ♪ ♪ Streets that are tailored to no one, but that's what makes London mine ♪ ♪ ♪ Hopeless, lost in the fear of the open ♪ ♪ A world that appears to be bogus, but that's what makes London mine ♪ ♪ Orange haze from streetlight, down Madeira I go ♪ ♪ I've been fooled by the tone of the Cannington road ♪ ♪ While the backstreet drama don't get picked up by the sun ♪ ♪ Hopeless, roaming around in the moment ♪ ♪ Streets that are tailored to no one, but that's what makes London mine ♪ ♪ ♪ Hopeless, lost in the fear of the open ♪ ♪ A world that appears to be bogus, but that's what makes London mine ♪ ♪ I'm never gonna give you up, I'm never gonna give you up, no I'm never gonna give you up, even if ♪ ♪ I'm hopeless, roaming around in the moment ♪ ♪ Streets that are tailored to no one, but that's what makes London mine ♪ ♪ Oh, if I'm hopeless, lost in the fear of the open ♪ ♪ A world that appears to be bogus, but that's what makes London mine ♪ ♪ Oh, no, no, no, that's what makes mine, Oh, no, no, that's what makes mine, Oh, no no, that's what makes mine, Oh, no no, that's what makes mine, Oh, no no, that's what makes mine, Oh, no no, that's what makes mine, Oh no no, that's what makes mine, Oh no no, that's what makes mine, Oh no no, that's what makes mine