Da Vinci Riot Police Songtext
von George Ezra

Country boys and city girls
Travelling to a foreign world, world
Oh, Da Vinci riot police
Cold War preacher on your streets alone, alone

It started when your mother was young
In every song your father sung
He′d take it, and he'd make it your own

Any other road yet to run
So bind your heart in, back with love
Carry on, carry on

Many other roads yet to run
So bind your heart in, back with love
Carry on, carry on

Call your friends and pack your bags
To the brim I will no met, met
European sonic boom, electric chapel book a room, ooh

It started when your mother was young
With every song your father sung
He′d take it, and he'd make it your own


Many other roads yet to run
So bind your heart in, back with love
Carry on, carry on

Many other roads yet to run
So bind your heart in, back with love
Carry on, carry on

It started when your mother was young
And every song your father sung
He'd take it, and he′d make it your own

Many other roads yet to run
So bind your heart in, back with love
Carry on, carry on

Many other roads yet to run
So bind your heart in, back with love
Carry on, carry on

Many other roads yet to run
So bind your heart in, back with love
Carry on, carry on

Many other roads yet to run
So bind your heart in, back with love
Carry on, carry on