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My city My City has a lot of faces Some can be found in forgotten places Comfortably sound with a lot of graces The Sun could be down on his hungry town but in Rotterdam he found him a shot at greatness, My City has a lot of faces
Some can tell you what a “loss of faith” is Be-Fore we hated people we were all created equal then we Learnt to despise the strife and Forgot that variety’s the spice of life – look around you
Constantly standing on the brink of history Watching Newsreaders linking mysteries Even though a few reporters taught us to be cautious ‘cause they Stink of this disease called inconsistency See my city has a lot of faces
Under social tensions you can see Rotterdam languishes: 30% minorities, 300 languages 273 times the wealth of the poorest yet your door is next door to the extra poor We look on the bright side but we’re vexed for sure Like all we have to ourselves is sex and war And a lot of diversity, so what could I personally Hate a complexion for? I see different coloured hands outstretched for more
And join us in moving along to the groove of the song What a sight to see, we could swap a nicety Some of us feel you've forgotten my city But hopefully you’ll be proving us wrong If you can take the rough with the smooth then it’s on
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