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London, first name Theophilus, Theophilus, Theopilus
Last name London, first name Theophilus, Theophilus, Theopilus
Last name London, first name Theophilus
boys and girls
London calling, now don't look at us
All that phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
'Cept
It was in London
Where we heard the revolution
From Covent Garden
All the way down to Brixton

It was in Tottenham
Man got shot by a policeman
and girls
London calling, now don't look to us
Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
'Cept for the ring of that
and girls
London calling, now don't look to us
Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
'Cept for the ring of that
LSD
You're all big shots. Shot by me!

You're little London boys
You're little London boys
You're little London boys
And I'm talking about
London by night is a wonderful sight
There is magic abroad in the air
I'm often told that the streets turn to gold
When the moon shines on Circus
LSD
You're all big shots. Shot by me!

You're little London boys
You're little London boys
You're little London boys
And I'm talking about
London by night is a wonderful sight
There is magic abroad in the air
I'm often told that the streets turn to gold
When the moon shines on Circus
London by night is a wonderful sight
There is magic abroad in the air
I'm often told that the streets turn to gold
When the moon shines on Circus
And then the world's all right with me

You're my London girl
The way that you walk
You're my London girl
The way that you talk
Just the sound of your
and girls
London calling, now don't look to us
Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
'Cept for the ring of that
And have you seen the old girl
Who walks the Streets Of London
She ain't got no money and she's all dressed in rags
And have you seen the old girl
Who walks
My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill. 

Minute after minute, 
Second after second, 
Hour after hour goes by, 
Working for a rich girl
You can bring Pearl, 
She's a darn nice girl, 
But don't bring Lulu.

You can bring Rose 
With her turned up nose, 
But don't bring Lulu.
sexy blue eyed brunette girl that I got.
With the light in the cab it was more than a lot.
London City just pop.

Let your hair down in London City,
You can bring Pearl, 
She's a darn nice girl, 
But don't bring Lulu.

You can bring Rose 
With her turned up nose, 
But don't bring Lulu.
haunting slow
Darkended notes with bright decor
George and Velms are gone for weeks
Southern belles in London sing

I'm staring down the Epley Gate
Two
Oh Mary this London's a wonderful sight
There's people here working by day and by night
They don't sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat
There's gangs
probably sniff a kilo
Anyway yo, hit up Grace Jones and tell her I said Strange
I’m out in Paris mothafucka with Beyonce

Girls girls everyday from London
By riding on a pony
I love to listen to the Dixey strain
"I long to see the girl I left behind me"
And that ain't a josh
She's a Yankee, by gosh
Taxi cabs glide by
Aeroplanes they fly, high up in the sky
Pretty girl says hi
What's the worst job you've had?
What do you read?
What's driving you
I walk the streets of London
And notice in the faces passing by
Something that makes me stop and listen
My heart grows heavy with the cry

Where is
There was a girl in Paris
Whom he sent a letter to
Hoping she would answer back
Now wasn't that a fool
Hardy notion on the part of a
Sometimes
hey, girl
What did you say? Hey, hey, girl

Yeah, see you some time
Yeah, see you some time
Yeah, see you some time

From London to the Ireland coast