Pete Townshend - White City Fighting Lyrics
The White City, that's a joke of a nameIt's a black violent place if I remember the gameI couldn't wait to get out but I love to go homeTo remember the White City fightingThe White City Fighting, remember, rememberThe White City Fighting, remember, rememberDown to the refuge, near QPRI drive to committees in my German carProne to violence, prone to shameI glide in silence, my pride in vainFor no one remembers, not that I can seeThat we were defenders, we were the freeThe White City, blood was an addictionNow it is analyzed just as though it were fictionThat battles were won and battles were blownAt the height of the White City fightingThe White City Fighting, remember, rememberThe White City Fighting, remember, rememberNo one remembers, not that I can seeThat we were defenders, we were the freeThe White City, I finally grew upTo resist the temptation the gutters all threw upBut I have to go back, I guess I'm violence proneTo remember the White City fighting, yeahThe White City Fighting, remember, remember......(fade)
