| The Queen is marching back to Paris tonight
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| The priests are praying and preparing the rites
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| Another animal gets drowned in the Seine
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| Enemies, enemies will never be friends
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| The city’s artifacts are thrown into bags
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| The safe’s been blown apart, the river’s been dragged
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| Another diver’s got a case of the bends
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| Enemies, enemies will never be friends
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| Bombs away
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| It’s a pain but not a shock
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| Bombs away
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| Let that old Gomorrah rock
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| Bombs away
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| Let the fires light the road
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| Bombs away
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| The metropolis explodes
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| The Queen is marching back to London tonight
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| The new regime is hunkered down for a fight
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| Another animal gets drowned in the Thames
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| Enemies, enemies will never be friends
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| The city’s quiet and awaiting the Blitz
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| A candle’s lit where old Victoria sits
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| Babylon’s burning and a dynasty ends
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| Enemies, enemies will never be friends
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| Bombs away
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| It’s a pain but not a shock
|
| Bombs away
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| Let that old Gomorrah rock
|
| Bombs away
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| Let the fires light the road
|
| Bombs away
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| The metropolis explodes
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| The Queen is marching back to Paris tonight
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| The priests are praying and preparing the rites
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| I saw reflections of this world in the Seine
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| I saw the Amazon, the Rhine and the Thames
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| The times I tried to get away from it all
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| Just left me standing with my back to the wall
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| Another strategy regarding my heart
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| All these explosions are a shot in the dark
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| Bombs away
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| It’s a pain but not a shock
|
| Bombs away
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| Let that old Gomorrah rock
|
| Bombs away
|
| Let the fires light the road
|
| Bombs away
|
| The metropolis explodes
|
| Bombs away
|
| It’s a pain but not a shock
|
| Bombs away
|
| Let that old Gomorrah rock
|
| Bombs away
|
| Let the fires light the road
|
| Bombs away
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| The metropolis explodes |