[Chorus] You don’t know your city like, your city like, you say You barely know the people round your way You live in a bubble, might as well be outer space But you could be in trouble if you stray [Verse] Dallas Woods If the Apple don’t fall far from the tree Better watch how you water your seeds All they gon fall like them autumn leaves Real talk I just want you to be more then me A give more to the streets then what autumn leaves In other words I’ve given all that I am I didn’t have much but I’ve given morе than I can I’m a mother’s son so u know I’m more than a man Don’t beliеve in God but you know this was part of the plan This that early morning curlew singing out type of shit second time this week I ain't cut out for this shit Sky wavy mumma get that phone call Gotta wait till she can even talk until I know more Speechless ring ring pick up the phone like who speaking I can hear em grieving screaming Man I hate the feeling I really wear my city on my sleeve Coz thats place were all my brothers sleep say less budda [Chorus] You don’t know your city like, your city like, you say You barely know the people round your way You live in a bubble, might as well be outer space But you could be in trouble if you stray You don’t know your city like, your city like, you say You barely know the people round your way You live in a bubble, might as well be outer space But you could be in trouble if you stray [Verse] Urthboy Cricket pitches and bible belts Fibro house that got a highbrow moat Young fam in the apartment with the high loud note Tryna whisper her to sleep with the light out though Looking out into the distant glow Why you think they keep the lighting in the building on Leave it open yo that’s where they get identity from Lost kids and the places they pretend to be from Everywhere but where the parents had gone Jack Mundey in a Hunter’s Hill mansion Prominently hung above the grandson First grandson, I remember Rocky Point Rd In the car with ALF heading home (rest in peace bro) Cast a long shadow as the bigger the sprawl Salt water and no carpark it’s easy to walk Got my bearings but it’s easy to talk Until one day I move away from it all [Chorus] You don’t know your city like, your city like, you say You barely know the people round your way You live in a bubble, might as well be outer space But you could be in trouble if you stray You don’t know your city like, your city like, you say You barely know the people round your way You live in a bubble, might as well be outer space But you could be in trouble if you stray
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"Your City" appears on "Savour" in 2022.
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