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Lords of the New Church - Portobello Lyrics



Lords of the New Church - Portobello Lyrics




(Bator/James)
If you're living outside of the law. Run to your hole-in-the-wall.
Bohemian hideout, a smugglers' inn. Find safety and refuge within.
Strangers' bazzar. Doesn't matter who you are. There's a melting
Pot of lunatic fringe. Seething with sedition. anointed with
Wisdom. The streets of Portobello's extremes. If voting could
Change things they'd make it illegal. Truth is the sword of us
All. Insane are the normal. Musicians and outlaws. The artists
And rasta and dreams, dreams, dreams.
We gotta go......Portobello
Yeah, you gotta go.....Portobello
You gotta go, we gotta go, I gotta go....Portobello
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(Bator/James)
If you're living outside of the law. Run to your hole-in-the-wall.
Bohemian hideout, a smugglers' inn. Find safety and refuge within.
Strangers' bazzar. Doesn't matter who you are. There's a melting
Pot of lunatic fringe. Seething with sedition. anointed with
Wisdom. The streets of Portobello's extremes. If voting could
Change things they'd make it illegal. Truth is the sword of us
All. Insane are the normal. Musicians and outlaws. The artists
And rasta and dreams, dreams, dreams.
We gotta go......Portobello
Yeah, you gotta go.....Portobello
You gotta go, we gotta go, I gotta go....Portobello
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Writer: BRIAN JAMES, STEVE BATOR
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY




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