The Angel (North London Forever) – English Lyrics

• By: Louis Dunford
• Album: Last Orders (Deluxe)

Lyrics & Translation

Dive into the passion of English football culture through this anthem. By learning the lyrics to 'The Angel (North London Forever),' you can explore the evocative language of loyalty and community while discovering how music unites thousands of people in a shared sporting identity.

[English]

As I walk these streets alone, through this borough I call home

Upon the baron fields of Highbury 'neath the stadiums of stone

Through the turnstiles at The Angel, see the homeless on the green

From The Cally to The Cross, and every shithole in between

Pass the church, the mosque, a crack den, and the offie on the corner

See the brasses from the brothel that pretends to be a sauna

Watch the bedlam in the bookies, see the winners and the losers

Seeking solace from their sorrow in the local battle cruisers

Through the madness in the market, weathered faces turn to greet ya

"'Ello gov'nor, how's your mother?"

"You alright, son, be lucky, geezer"

Double pie and mash and liquor, a Cuppa Rosie Lee up chap

Or watch retired gangsters bicker, every day in Arthur's café

The little fuckers causing trouble, for the cozzers make you smile

You meet ya muckers for a couple, forget your troubles for a while

From The Thornhill to The Hemmy, all the faces are the same

'Cause the manor might be changing, but the people still remain

North London forever

Whatever the weather, these streets are our own

And my heart will leave you, never

My blood will forever, run through the stone

As I walk these streets alone, through a kingdom made of chrome

I see them ripping up the cobbles, and tearing down our childhood homes

I see the architecture changing, watch the history disappear

And the skyline rearranging into towers of veneer

But I see the remnants of a London that they thought they could erase

Every time I hear the old school talk about the good old days

Or every time I watch the football and have a ruby with the lads

See an hoister selling clobber or a dealer shooting bags

It's in the single mothers juggling a baby and a job

In every single brother struggling that wound up in the dock

It's in the roots and the foundations, still clinging to the land

It's in the bricks that built the Morland and Popham that still stand

It's in my family and my friends, in every gram and every Benz

It's in the roots that we inherit when a generation ends

It's in the ruins of your youth and the faces of your past

'Cause the manor might be changing, but the people always last

North London forever

Whatever the weather, these streets are our own

And my heart will leave you, never

My blood will forever, run through the stone

Key Vocabulary

Vocabulary	Meanings
borough /ˈbʌrə/ B2	noun - a town or district that is an administrative unit
solace /ˈsɒlɪs/ C1	noun - comfort or consolation in a time of distress
bedlam /ˈbɛdləm/ C2	noun - a scene of uproar and confusion
bicker /ˈbɪkə/ B2	verb - to argue about petty and trivial matters
veneer /vəˈnɪə/ C1	noun - a thin decorative covering or a deceptive outward appearance
remnants /ˈrɛmnənts/ C1	noun - a small remaining quantity of something
cobbles /ˈkɒblz/ C1	noun - small round stones used to pave streets
juggling /ˈdʒʌɡlɪŋ/ B2	verb - to manage several activities or responsibilities at once
foundations /faʊnˈdeɪʃənz/ B2	noun - the lowest load-bearing part of a building; underlying principles
inherit /ɪnˈhɛrɪt/ B2	verb - to receive money, property, or traits from predecessors
architecture /ˈɑːkɪtɛktʃə/ B2	noun - the complex or carefully designed structure of something
skyline /ˈskaɪlaɪn/ B2	noun - an outline of land and buildings against the sky