
London's Velvet Kings
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London's Velvet Kings
[Verse] In the shadow of the Thames we walk Dressed to the nines the city talks No rough and tumble not a sound We’re the gents who run this town [Verse 2] In three-piece suits we take the night With polished shoes glittering bright Our orders come with satin gloves In London’s streets respect is love [Chorus] Velvet kings with iron fists In London fog we twist and drift With a nod we rule the scene Silent deals and duties clean [Verse 3] A touch of class no need for scars From posh cafes to smoky bars We sip on gin with subtle flair In London’s pulse we're always there [Bridge] We climb the ranks without a hitch With charm and wit we've coined our pitch In every alley every square Gentlemen's code beyond compare [Verse 4] No garish threats just quiet might Our rules are simple follow right We guard the crown without a sound In London’s underworld we’re crowned