| Song | Street Party in Brick Lane |
| Artist | Matt Hall |
| Album | Hall of Mirrors |
| 作词 : Matthew Hall | |
| 作曲 : Matthew Hall | |
| Street Party in Brick Lane | |
| Verse 1. | |
| Triumphant laughter fills the air | |
| As summer’s heat descends on Bangla Town | |
| A blaze of twirling, swirling fabrics everywhere | |
| (People) Gathering like fireflies, seems there’s something going down | |
| Chorus 1 | |
| Street Party in Brick Lane | |
| A fire cracker hurricane | |
| A festival of light and shade | |
| Oh ! What a day ! | |
| Verse 2 | |
| The buzz and bartering from market stalls | |
| East End banter in East Asian style | |
| We’re busy buying, selling anything at all | |
| Looking for a bargain here ? Now it’s your call ! | |
| Chorus 2 | |
| Street Party in Brick Lane | |
| A bangla movie quite insane | |
| A festival of light and shade | |
| Oh ! What a day ! | |
| Verse 3 | |
| The sweet scent of coriander drowns the streets | |
| And neon signs burn through the night | |
| Exotic sights and sounds that taste so sweet | |
| Inviting you down to paradise | |
| Chorus 3 | |
| Street Party in Brick Lane | |
| Happy days are here again | |
| A recipe of light and shade | |
| Oh ! What a day ! |
| zuò cí : Matthew Hall | |
| zuò qǔ : Matthew Hall | |
| Street Party in Brick Lane | |
| Verse 1. | |
| Triumphant laughter fills the air | |
| As summer' s heat descends on Bangla Town | |
| A blaze of twirling, swirling fabrics everywhere | |
| People Gathering like fireflies, seems there' s something going down | |
| Chorus 1 | |
| Street Party in Brick Lane | |
| A fire cracker hurricane | |
| A festival of light and shade | |
| Oh ! What a day ! | |
| Verse 2 | |
| The buzz and bartering from market stalls | |
| East End banter in East Asian style | |
| We' re busy buying, selling anything at all | |
| Looking for a bargain here ? Now it' s your call ! | |
| Chorus 2 | |
| Street Party in Brick Lane | |
| A bangla movie quite insane | |
| A festival of light and shade | |
| Oh ! What a day ! | |
| Verse 3 | |
| The sweet scent of coriander drowns the streets | |
| And neon signs burn through the night | |
| Exotic sights and sounds that taste so sweet | |
| Inviting you down to paradise | |
| Chorus 3 | |
| Street Party in Brick Lane | |
| Happy days are here again | |
| A recipe of light and shade | |
| Oh ! What a day ! |