Lords of the New Church Portobello Letras:(Bator/James) If you're living outside of the law.
Run to your hole-in-the-wall. Bohemian hideout, a
smugglers' inn. Find safety and refuge within.
Strangers' bazzar. Doesn't matter who you are.
There's a melting pot of lunatic fringe. Seething
[Más Letras en http://es.mp3lyrics.org/5JPD]with sedition. Annointed with wisdom. The streets
of Portobello's extremes. If voting could change
things they'd make it illegal. Truth is the sword
of us all. Insane are the normal. Musicians and
outlaws. The artists and rasta and dreams, dreams,
dreams. We gotta go......Portobello Yeah, you
gotta go.....Portobello You gotta go, we gotta go,
I gotta go....Portobello
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