Songtexte:
Pete Townshend White City

the White City fighting The White City Blood was an addiction Now it's analyzed As though it were fiction The battles were won And the battles were blown At the height of the White City

of the White City fighting The White City Fighting, remember, remember The White City Fighting, remember, remember No one remembers, not that I can see That we were defenders, we were the free The White City

Übersetzung: Townshend, Pete. White City Fighting.

Say goodbye to the brilliant blues Say goodbye to the brilliant blues Say goodbye.... It's time, to live So make me, take me It's time, to give So don

Face the face, got to face the face Face the face, got to face the face You must have heard the cautionary tales The dangers hidden on the cul-de-sac

Give blood But you may find that blood is enough Give blood And there are some who'll say it's not enough Give blood But don't expect too ever see reward

touched by awakening faces I see the panic of people in motion I can stand here, look out on an ocean. I am a wall awaiting a catchword. I see the city

of the White City fighting The White City Fighting, remember, remember The White City Fighting, remember, remember No one remembers, not that I can see That we were defenders, we were the free The White City