LadBaby - We Built This City

We built this city
We built this city on sausage roll
Built this city

Come on babe!

We built this city on sausage rolls

That's not bad that

S'alright innit? My lyrics are epic aren't they?

Stay in tune

If you've never had one
And don't recognize the taste
It's a cylindrical bit of pork wrapped
In a puff pastry case

Beige, baked, and golden
Holier than grace
Grab it whilst it's pipin' hot and

Shove it in your face!

They're party sized to foot long
Listen to your belly groan
Don't you remember
We built this city
We built this city on sausage rolls
We built this city
We built this city on sausage roll
Built this city
We built this city on sausage rolls

Christenings or birthdays
Or uncle Johnny's wake
You'll find me at the buffet

Filling up my plate

A Ginsters on the M1

M1

Greggs on platform 3

(Platform 3)

I don't care where I'm eating it

Smash it with a cup of tea

They're party sized to foot long
Listen to your belly groan
Don't you remember
We built this city
We built this city on sausage rolls
We built this city
We built this city on sausage roll
Built this city
We built this city on sausage rolls

I've done this for my missus
'Cause she loves Christmas songs (Christmas songs)
Oh what more could she wish for
(Yes Mate!)
Than a sausage roll singalong?

Hahaha

It's not just a meat snack
It's a way of life!
Treating your friends and family

And even your hot wife

Order it on date night
Stay in an extra night

Have it with a Merlot
It's time for the saus-age

Did you just call that a saus-age?

Yes, yes I did

Right, no, no it's a sausage
It's a sausage

Posh sausage

They're party sized to foot long
Listen to your belly groan
Don't you remember
We built this city
We built this city on sausage rolls
We built this city
We built this city on sausage roll
Built this city
We built this city on sausage rolls

Sausage roll, sausage roll city

Rox, they're not the words

Sausage roll, sausage roll city

Right, that's not my song

Sausage roll, sausage roll city

Stop Rox, right security, can we stop this please?

Sausage roll, sausage roll cit-aaaayyyyyyy

Right, Rox, right no, sorry. Right headphones off!
No I'm sorry, right let's leave it there please! Headphones off
Come on, you've done here. Right, end it there, song's over
Thank you, thanks, let's go

Hahaha

Written by:
Martin George Page, Bernard J. P. Taupin, Dennis Lambert, Peter F. Wolf

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Word Collections Publishing, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.

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