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Songtexte: Craig David. Trust Me. Top Of The Hill.

There was a boy, he lived in a big white house
And he was quite happy there
He knew the dog and the cats and his brother
And the maid that was there all day

Does anyone know, does anyone know?

That there's cause for it, ways forward
Don't give up, 'cos this is worth fighting for
So come on, rise up, tell everyone
From the top of the hill to the ghetto

There was a girl, she showed him how to kiss
And she was quite good at kissing
She lived on her own in a rundown one bed flat
Her dad left to fight, not for her

Does anyone know, does anyone know?

That there's cause for it, ways forward
Don't give up, 'cos this is worth fighting for
So come on, rise up, tell everyone
From the top of the hill to the ghetto

Where have all the teachers gone?
The ones that taught us right from wrong
Come on, come on, come on
Tell me what is going on
Come on, come on, come on, come on

Does anyone know, does anyone know?

That there's cause for it, ways forward
Don't give up, 'cos this is worth fighting for
So come on, rise up, tell everyone
From the top of the hill to the ghetto

There's cause for it, there's ways forward
Don't give up, 'cos this is worth fighting for
So come on, rise up, tell everyone
From the top of the hill
From the top of the hill to the ghetto