George Ezra - Da Vinci Riot Police lyrics

Country boys and city girls Travelling to a foreign world, world Oh, Da Vinci riot police Cold War preacher on your street 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 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 Call your friends and pack your bags To the brim, now we're nomads, mad. European sonic boom, electric chapel - book a room, a room 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, 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