Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Icona Pop
Icona Pop
Performer
Aino Jawo
Aino Jawo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tomas Andersson Wij
Tomas Andersson Wij
Songwriter
Aino Jawo
Aino Jawo
Translation
Nicki Adamsson
Nicki Adamsson
Translation
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Email
Email
Producer
Nicki Adamsson
Nicki Adamsson
Producer
Björn Engelmann
Björn Engelmann
Engineer

Lyrics

The city we see is the city we were born in
Blond-haired kids playing ping-pong games
And the first fallen snow
The future called us then, and it calls us now again
Oh no, no one is listening
No one hears the beating drum
The city we call home
The city we call home
The city we see is the city we were born in
So perfect, so desperate
You'd found bibles like magazines
We're smiling the night that we hear, hear them whispering
Oh no, no, we don't see a thing
Is this is the city we call our home? (We call our home, we call our home)
The city we call home
The city we call home
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah
The city lights keep shining all over
All of the lights keep making me call them, oh
Oh, take what you get and stand in line
Oh-oh, looking for ways to stop the time
To be noticed
Can you see me?
The city we call home
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah
Written by: Tomas Andersson Wij
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