I'm Sorry Boris
Ambrose Del Sol
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I figured out what can move me;
It's trains, and hugs, planes, and sushi
I'm sorry, but Boris, I'm leaving
I'm not good for anyone here
We reached the end of a decade
Greenwich morphs to an arcade
Suffolk turns into a highway, up to Hamlet's a tax break
New Islington, a headache, and Richmond's still shit
I can't believe that I'm leaving
I can't believe that I'm leaving
I don't think I want to leave you
I don't think I want to leave you
I can't believe that I'm leaving
I can't believe that I'm leaving
I don't think I want to leave you
I don't think I want to leave you here alone
But they'll knock down the pubs
Before helping you
And burn down your towers
Before helping you
They'll charge for your healthcare
Before helping you
They'll make you jump under trains before helping you
And even though I'm finished
I'm not quite done with it
No matter how far I run south
I'm always here
My lovers
My colleagues
My best friends, and enemies
I don't think I want to leave you
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh