A song to my Hong Kong. (Based on U2’s New York)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=noVpLsLWb10

Hong Kong, Hong Kong

In Hong Kong freedom looks like too many choices
In Hong Kong I found a friend to drown out the other voices
Voices on the cell phone
Voices from home
Voices of the hard sell
Voices down the stairwell
In Hong Kong, just got a place in Hong Kong

In Hong Kong summers get hot well into the hundreds
You can’t walk around the block without a change of clothing
Hot as a hair dryer in your face
Hot as handbag and a can of mace
Hong Kong, I just got a place in Hong Kong
Hong Kong, Hong Kong

In Hong Kong you can forget, forget how to sit still
Tell yourself you will stay in
But it’s down to Alphaville

Hong Kong, Hong Kong, Hong Kong
Hong Kong, Hong Kong, Hong Kong

The British have been coming here for years
Feel like they own the place
They got the airport, city hall, concrete, asphalt, they even got the police
Hakka, Hokkien, Shanghainese, Teochew
Religious nuts, political fanatics in the stew
Living happily not like me and you
That’s where I lost you…Hong Kong

Hong Kong, Hong Kong
Hong Kong, Hong Kong

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