London's Burning

London's burning

London's burning



All across the town, all across the night

Everbody's driving with full head-lights

Black or white, you turn it on

And face the new religion

Everbody's sitting round watching television



London's burning (with boredom now)

London's burning (dial 9-9-9-9-9)

London's burning (with boredom now)

London's burning (dial 9-9-9-9-9)



I'm up and down the Westway, in and out the lights

What a great traffic system, it's so bright

I can't think of a better way to spend the night

Than speeding around underneath the yellow lights



London's burning (with boredom now)

London's burning (dial 9-9-9-9-9)

London's burning (with boredom now)

London's burning (dial 9-9-9-9-9)



Now I'm in the subway, and I'm looking for the flat

This one leads to this block, this one leads to that

The wind howls through the empty blocks

Looking for a home

I run through the empty stone because I'm all alone



London's burning (with boredom now)

London's burning (dial 9-9-9-9-9)

London's burning (with boredom now)

London's burning (dial 9-9-9-9-9)



London's burning