Looking through the window
It seems quite a mess
People and pupils running
Fast and busy all want
To return to their homes
Some in four some in two
And many in those crowded bus
And when you look to this
The busy city life
Comes to the mind
Daily wokes and does
The routine and runs
Fast like the loop that
Turns round and round
The holidays brings the
Refreshing but sometimes
They too are not enough
Did you ever listen to the song
Of the city
Its filled with the horns of
Vechiles its filled with
Rings of Mobile
And many more
When you have time
You can listen
Thay too is kind of music
The bullets with those
Heavy sounds
The cars that are alterd
And those different horns
All those play its part
And that makes the
Song of the city
It seems quite a mess
People and pupils running
Fast and busy all want
To return to their homes
Some in four some in two
And many in those crowded bus
And when you look to this
The busy city life
Comes to the mind
Daily wokes and does
The routine and runs
Fast like the loop that
Turns round and round
The holidays brings the
Refreshing but sometimes
They too are not enough
Did you ever listen to the song
Of the city
Its filled with the horns of
Vechiles its filled with
Rings of Mobile
And many more
When you have time
You can listen
Thay too is kind of music
The bullets with those
Heavy sounds
The cars that are alterd
And those different horns
All those play its part
And that makes the
Song of the city
