Yearning, we were yearning
Greenlight blindin' on the rail
Burning, we were burning
And the line unwindin' to the Holy Grail
To the future gleaming on the blue horizon
And a golden girl on golden sand
Dreaming, fantasising in another world
For Metroland
I've been still waiting
And I've been jangled
And I've gone layin'
I've been a rolling stone
In Berlin
Then I've been rambled
Not afraid to walk alone
And now I take, my midnight ramble
Do I fold or play
What's in my hand
What's at stake, what's the gamble
Do I stay in Metroland
Dreams, yesterday's laughter
Ghosts and lovers come back to play
But dreams have the morning after
Run for cover in the light of day
I've something real, worth holding onto
I can belong to, and understand
Made my deal
I will go onto
Make my peace with Metroland, with Metroland
Metroland, Metroland, Metroland
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SULTANS OF SWING
You get a shiver in the dark
It's raining in the park but meantime
South of the river you stop and you hold everything
A band is blowing Dixie double four time
You feel alright when you hear that music ring
You step inside but you don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
Too much competition too many places
But not too many horns can make that sound
Way on downsouth way on downsouth London town
You check out Guitar George he knows all the chords
Mind he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing
And an old guitar is all he can afford
When he gets up under the lights to play his thing
And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job he's doing alright
He can play honky tonk just like anything
Saving the Sultans with the Sultans of Swing
And a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles
The don't give a damm about any trumpet playing band
It ain't whet they call rock and roll
And the Sultans played Creole
And then the man he steps right up to the microphone
And says at last just as the time bell rings
'Thank you goodnight now it's time to go home'
and he makes it fast whith one more thing
'We are the Sultans of Swing'
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