Thomas Dolby - 17 Hills Lyrics
Seventeen hills from the seaAnd you see five of those seventeen hillsThrough the iron grille in cell block EThe city rises on seventeen hillsSeventeen hills from the BayYou could see nine of those seventeen hillsFrom the lead roof of cell block APapa came here as a sailorJumped a ship in '53And when he ran, my mama drank herself to deathI guess I got that dirty gene...Yeah, it's about all he left to meThis city rises on seventeen hillsSeventeen hills from the bayYou'd see twelve of those seventeen hillsFrom the downpipe of cell block HFlaming hair and her name was IreneThe prettiest thief you ever seenWe robbed a store and she shot an armed guardBut mine was the face on the DVRThey ran us down on the deltaIn a freight yard rusting in the sunBut all I wanted was a place among those hillsI didn't mean to hurt no-one, no...Least of all the girl I loveThe city rises on seventeen hillsSeventeen hills to the skyI spread her ashes at the foot of those hillsThe seventeenth hill is where she liesIf I can bribe some crooked lawyerTo smuggle in a hacksaw blade,Tide tables, and a yard or two of twineI'll ride the driftwood in the BayLet the wind decide my fateThis city rises on seventeen hillsSeventeen hills from the BayAnd the silhouette of those beautiful hillsIs right at the end of this old storm drainThis city rises on seventeen hillsSeventeen hills from the bayThe last thing I saw was all seventeen hillsIn between crests of the ocean wavesThe towering crests of the ocean waves
