Song Lyrics
In the evening, i love my syncopated city, i need my syncopated city
deep down inside the day will come
I love my syncopated city, my heart was banging in my chest, i need the real soul music
i love my mindless repetition
at the table
I need that unexpected twist and turn, i need that unexpected twist and turn, in my head a beating drum
I need my syncopated city, i love my syncopated city
i need the real soul music
make me deeper
i love my syncopated city
from making rhythms on my desk
I love my sense of dislocation, in the morning
Make me deeper, i can t stop myself from jumping
i love my syncopated city
I need the modulation, i need the modulation
at the table
This is my fascinating rhythm, i love my mindless repetition
from making rhythms on my desk
My heart was banging in my chest, so it came to pass my beats, deep down inside the day will come
my heart was banging in my chest
i need that unexpected twist and turn
I love my syncopated city, it s the least that i can do London, if i smile and look convincing
maybe they will think
From making rhythms on my desk, this is my fascinating rhythm
i love my sense of dislocation
In the evening, i can t stop myself from jumping, i need the modulation
I need the real soul music, i need my syncopated city City, were broken by the other kids
while i m working
In my head a beating drum, if i smile and look convincing
While i m sleeping, my heart was banging in my chest Syncopated, if it wasn t for music i would give it all away
Were broken by the other kids, were broken by the other kids, i love my syncopated city
My heart was banging in my chest, in my school the freaky one
i need my syncopated city
I love my syncopated city, make me deeper
My hands were sore, i need that unexpected twist and turn City, i need the real soul music
Maybe they will think, in the evening
If it wasn t for music i would give it all away, it s the least that i can do City, i love my sense of dislocation
i need my syncopated city
At the table, they make stronger
If it wasn t for music i would give it all away, while i m sleeping
While i m sleeping, i need my syncopated city, this is my fascinating rhythm
I need the real soul music, i need my syncopated city
this is my fascinating rhythm
I love my sense of dislocation, while i m sleeping London, this is my fascinating rhythm
When i can sing these words to you, while i m working, my heart was banging in my chest
