Philadelphia is a city I love and will move back to eventually. There is a magic to the city, which I wanted to put down in a song – and here are the words. Hard words, but it’s a hard city. There is a little nod to PJ Harvey in the first line.
April 1, 2010
I was born underwater was down for years 'till I made it to the city Everything got clear All the people going somwhere I got a 40 in my hand Liberty Bell starts ringing Old Ben coming 'round the way again Philadelphia I still remember how your cobblestone streets felt Old City in the riverview Walking down art museums steps Make a friend on the subway Someone who can sin along with me Are you going my way South Street it where I'm gonna be Philadelphia Some spirits get hungry They hang around to catch a smoke House parties get funky Never knew me a better place to go Philadelphia My time is sort of endless when I put in a song Cheese Steaks on a Saturday Phillies finally won it all I never get lonely I just sometimes need to talk a bit Cross the bridge to the city Gonna see what conversation fits Rittenhouse on a Sunday Jazz music flowing through the air First Friday, make my way around On that corner is where I found some bliss Philadelphia a.p.t.