Текст песни Kele - Hometown Edge

My story starts in Bethnal Green
I stole a cigarette from the homeless man
Like the city boys in Liverpool Street
With my 1990s energy
I say a few Hail Mary's, a few Glory Be's
But when that does not work, I use the magic in me

I use my hometown edge (I use my hometown edge)

I'm trying to find God in my own little way
I'm trying to taste God, I need to consume him
But the world resists, it goes back to 2D
So I change the scene and I hail a taxi

The taxi driver has a bad case of the "can't takes"
To hold his tongue, 'cause I'm young, black, and I'm handsome
Take me, take me, take me to the West End
But do not pass go, do not collect two hundred
On the Strand I blow a kiss to my effigy
Over the river where Terry meets Julie
Racing down Whitehall, the whips have lost control
We're speeding now, non-stop green lights

Wind down the windows to feel the night air
Faster, driver, faster, I need to feel it in my hair
In my hair
In my hair
In my hair

I use my hometown edge
I use my hometown edge
I use my hometown edge
I use my hometown

God, God, we love you
God, God, we love you
God, God, we love you
God, God, we love you