Pretenders To The Throne - The Beautiful South 

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Pretenders to the Throne The Beautiful South Album: First Appeared on Now That's What I Call Music! 32 Is it Cologne with its great cathedral? Milan with its glamour and its pace? London with its river and its bridges? Lisbon with its beauty and its grace? Funny looking buses Climb it's pot-bellied hills And a solitary jogger Times the time he kills Do you know where I'm gonna go? None of you have guessed, so none of you can know If you've been, that's not where I mean It's got class and it's got excellence like you've never seen Your town is dragging me down Dragging me down, down, down Your town is dragging me down Dragging me down, down, down Is it Dublin with its culture and its wit? Madrid with its market square? Paris with its bustling cafes? Hull with its musical flair? Do you know where I'm gonna go? None of you have guessed so none of you can know If you've been, that's not where I mean It's got class and it's got excellence like you've never seen Your town is dragging me down Is dragging me down, down, down Your town is dragging me down Is dragging me down, down, down As I watch them drop the grain into your fish tank brain How can you like this place when it never even rains? Never even reigns Your town is dragging me down Is dragging me down, down, down Your town is dragging me down Is dragging me down, down, down Is dragging me down, down, down Is dragging me down, down, down Is dragging me down, down, down Written by: David Rotheray, Paul Heaton ℗ 1995 Go! Discs Ltd. © 1995 Go! Discs Ltd.