Nick Heyward Follow

LONDONOh good grief, life is sweetHere comes the sun on Liverpool StreetPlay some Clash, mind the gapYou're falling asleep on somebody's lapLondon's undergroundLondon's going downOne pound tax, Marshall stacksCarnaby Street, got a union jackLife on Mars slips awayToo much work, no rest or playAt midnight let's all meetThere's a bomb on Wardour StreetLondon's going undergroundLondon's going downThere's a man that wants to know youThere's a girl you want to notice youIt's a far cry from the stationsRelationships don't make you stay for freeLondon's going down on meLondon's gone to seedLondon's going downLondon, LondonLondon, London, goneLondon, gone, gone, gone