The Angel

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
G     C
 As I walk these streets alone,
                           Csus2/B
through this borough I call       home
         Am
Upon the baron fields of Highbury 'neath the stadiums of
stone
                F
Through the turnstiles at The Angel,
see the homeless on the green
         Gadd11
From The Cally to The Cross,
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and every shithole in between

[Verse 2]
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Pass the church, the mosque, a crack den,
                     Csus2/B
and the offie on the corner
             Am
See the brasses from the brothel that pretends to be a
sauna
             F
Watch the bedlam in the bookies,
see the winners and the losers
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Seeking solace from their sorrows in the local battle
cruisers

[Verse 3]
            C
Through the madness in the market,
                     Csus2/B
weathered faces turn to     greet ya
         Am
Hello guvnor, how's your mother? You alright son, be lucky,
geeza
          F
Double pie and mash and liquor,
a Cuppa Rosie Lee up chap
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Or watch retired gangsters bicker,
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everyday in Arthur's cafe

[Verse 4]
               C
The little fuckers causing trouble,
                         Csus2/B
for the cozzers make you smile
                Am
You meet ya muckers for a couple,
forget your troubles for a while
              F
From The Thornhill to The Hemmy,
all the faces are the same
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'Cause the manor might be changing,
        G
but the people still remain

[Chorus]
C        Csus2/B   Am
North London    forever
             F
Whatever the weather
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These streets are our own   
       C          Csus2/B    Am
And my heart will leave  you never
                 D
My blood will forever
                F    Fm C
Run through the stone

[Verse 5]
     C
As I walk these streets alone,
                          Csus2/B
through a kingdom made of chrome
           Am
I see them ripping up the cobbles,
and tearing down our childhood homes
            F
I see the architecture changing,
watch the history disappear
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And the skyline rearranging into towers of veneer

[Verse 6]
              C
But I see the remnants of the London that they thought they
       Csus2/B
could erase
          Am
Every time  I hear the old school talk about the good old
days
             F
Or every time I watch the football and have a ruby with the
lads
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See an hoister selling clobber or a dealer shooting bags

[Verse 7]
            C                                    Csus2/B
It's in the single mothers juggling a baby and a job
         Am
In every single brother struggling that wound up in the
dock
                 F
It's in the roots and the foundations still clinging to the
land
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It's in the bricks that built the Morland and Popham that
still stand

[Verse 8]
           C
It's in my family and my friends,
                       Csus2/B
in every gram and every       Benz
                 Am
It's in the roots  that we inherit when a generation ends
                 F
It's in the ruins of your youth and the faces of your past
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'Cause the manor might be changing,
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but the people always last

[Chorus]
C        Csus2/B   Am
North London    forever
             F
Whatever the weather
                      Gadd11 G
These streets are our own   
       C          Csus2/B    Am
And my heart will leave  you never
                 D
My blood will forever
                F    Fm C
Run through the stone