[Intro]
Em D C
[Strophe]
Em             D     C 
 This city never sleeps 
Em                                  D     C 
 I hear the people walk by when it's late 
Em                                     D     C 
Sirens bleed through my window sill, I can't close my eyes 
Em                       D     C 
Don't control what I'm into 
Em              D     C 
This tower is alive 
Em                              D     C 
The lights that blind keep me awake 
Em                              D     C 
With my hood up and lace untied, sleep fills my mind 
Em                       D     C 
Don't control what I'm into
[Refrain]
C          D                  Em          G 
   London calls me a stranger, a traveller 
C          D           G 
   This is now my home, my home 
Em     D            C 
Oh, oh, I'm burning on the back streets 
Em        D     C 
Oh, oh, stuck here sitting in the back seat, 
Em              D         C 
Oh, oh, and I'm blazing on the street 
    C  
And what I do isn't up to you,  
           D  
And if the city never sleeps then that makes two
[Strophe]
Em                D     C 
The pavement is my friend 
Em                                D     C 
  It will take me where I need to go 
Em                    D     C 
I find it trips me up, and puts me down 
Em                    D     C 
This is not what I’m used to 
Em                   D     C 
  The shop across the road 
Em                                 D     C 
   Fulfills my needs and gives me company, when I need it 
Em                             
Voices speak through my walls, 
D             C 
 I don’t think I’m gonna make it 
Em         D     C 
Past tomorrow
[Refrain]
C          D                  Em          G 
   London calls me a stranger, a traveller 
C          D           G 
   This is now my home, my home 
Em     D            C 
Oh, oh, I'm burning on the back streets 
Em        D     C 
Oh, oh, stuck here sitting in the back seat, 
Em              D         C 
Oh, oh, and I'm blazing on the street 
    C  
And what I do isn't up to you,  
           D  
And if the city never sleeps then that makes two
[Pont]
C                   D  
   And my lungs hurt, And my ears bled, 
Em                                G 
  With the sound of the city life, echoed in my head 
C                D  
  Do I need this, to keep me alive 
G 
The traffic stops and starts but I need to move along 
[Strophe]
Em 
I’m from a city where the rain won’t cease 
  D                          C 
Pollution in the air matches that on the street 
     Em 
The black smoke gets you head into a muddle, like 
D               C 
Walking into elephant syringes in the puddle, like 
Em 
  I was a country boy when I moved out 
D                     C 
Grew up too fast for my family to find out 
Em 
Now I try to stop my music running into nosedives 
D                              C 
Can’t resort to arrogance with white lies 
Em 
  This city won’t erase me 
    D                            C 
But I can’t help to see how this dark city changed me 
Em 
It’s all the same scene, music is my life 
   D                   C 
But I try to fight whatever I need to hide from 
Em 
  North, South, East, West,  
            D                     C 
London’s my home now, knees weak, but we never slow down 
Em 
Now I start to do my music properly 
    D                     C 
And stay from all the negative shit that will follow me
[Refrain]
C          D                  Em          G 
   London calls me a stranger, a traveller 
C          D           G 
   This is now my home, my home 
Em     D            C 
Oh, oh, I'm burning on the back streets 
Em        D     C 
Oh, oh, stuck here sitting in the back seat, 
Em              D         C 
Oh, oh, and I'm blazing on the street 
    C  
And what I do isn't up to you,  
           D  
And if the city never sleeps then that makes two
[Outro]
Em     D            C 
Oh, oh, I'm burning on the back streets 
Em        D     C 
Oh, oh, stuck here sitting in the back seat, 
Em              D         C 
Oh, oh, and I'm blazing on the street 
    C  
And what I do isn't up to you,  
           D                                      Em 
And if the city never sleeps then that makes two