Top of the city

I wanna live right on top of the city
Far away from all the sound getting gritty
In a tower higher 400 feet
See nobody that i don't want to meet

I wanna live right on top of the people
Straight away from harbor them docks on a freaky
Every step in a ship feel like a foot in a grave
I am not the one who find the world like i pray

So, close the door and turn around,
Let the city burn
So, leave the dirt behind
In a house of a different kind

I wanna live right on top of the city
Take me out of our damn concrete
Plant a tree on top of me roof
Dance around it in a jamin reggae groove

I wanna hear no traffic in the morning
I said burn, city burn, i'm yearning
I wanna live in a tower
Watch the world from above
I am not the one who find the world like i pray

So, close the door and turn around
Let the city burn
So, leave the dirt behind
In a house of a different kind

Yeah yeah, it's about new life in the air is good, inviting all my friends on a party-roof
Yeah yeah, darling by your eyes,
It can hurt no more, as sit down watch the smoke
Sit and can't no live this sencere.

Found a brand new love, where i see for miles
Hundred feets above the streets
Yeah yeah yeah

We're leave all behind money pine...