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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Subculture
Performer
Rachel Chinouriri
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Subculture
Songwriter
Rachel Chinouriri
Songwriter
Edan Feldman-Vazan
Songwriter
Laura Izibor
Songwriter
Lyrics
Hmm-mm, hmm
A boulevard with no lights again
See dark skin thugger gangs
Hide my phone without a view
I'll cross the street and call a friend
Then run down the river bend
Thank God I made this time through (yeah)
Uh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Uh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
(Oh, oh, that's that)
(oh)
Hmm, make my way downtown again
Cold fingers, stuttering
I see the sun shining through
In my mood so high you can swing again
Melt down but recovering
The spring in my walk counts for two, ow-whoo!
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh (oh)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh (oh!)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Watch my step as I walk through the forbidden (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh (oh!)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
I think they've got there something they've hidden (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh (oh!)
Oh, watch my step as I walk through the forbidden (I walk through the forbidden)
Damn, thought we'd take his shit, but we didn't (shit, but we didn't)
Oh, I think they've got there something they've hidden
Oh, the boy with freedom failed his mission
Go again, hmm, chess
What you doing in London? (Ah, working music)
Music? (yeah) ah, that's nice
Good money? (Nah, shit)
No? (No money in music man)
Why, you keep on doing it? (Yeah, no-no)
At least I got a few years before we're gonna become the next Elton John
Written by: Edan Feldman-Vazan, Laura Izibor, Rachel Chinouriri, Subculture