LYRIC

Thunder in the court yard
I see you and I'm high
Lightening flashes in the night sky
You bring your body and I'll bring wine
I want your body now

What a place of life
London has become
I push at everyone
Now I run from anybody, factory, it pulls me, yeah
Now

Let it be here
Let it be here
Let it be now
Now, now
Now, now, now, now

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