(Verse)
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English summer, pouring rain
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Under the crown on a speeding train.
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Don¡¯t talk to strangers or meet their eye,
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Suffer in silence may be define.
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(Chorus)
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Just another day, now
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And the race is on
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Everyone in a hurry, this is a London song,
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So long.
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(Verse)
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East or West end,
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And way beyond.
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The highest rollers and the vagabonds.
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Culture¡¯s car crash, stars collide,
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And the taxi driver the world writes.
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(Bridge)
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If you¡¯re looking for a free ride
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Well, you won¡¯t find one.
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Better bring your money,
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This is a London song.
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Guess it feels like home, like home, like home.
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(Verse)
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The mighty river like a great divide
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Keeps spare the country from the other side.
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Tower stretched up and touch the sky
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In the city where the real of them try.
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(Chorus)
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There¡¯s a color full of dreams, now
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Washed away by dawn
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Don¡¯t be down, honey,
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This is a London song.
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Don¡¯t be down, honey, no.
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Better bring your money.
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This Is A London Song
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