| Give my love to London
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| Say I’ll be there soon
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| Meet me in Piccadilly
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| And we’ll dance by the light of the moon
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| Dance by the light of the moon, boys
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| Dance by the light of the moon
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| I’ll visit all the places
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| I used to know so well
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| From Maida Vale to Chelsea
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| Paradise to Hell
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| Paradise to Hell, boys
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| Paradise to Hell
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| Skeletons are turning
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| Twisting in the wind
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| That whips the tattered flags
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| Along the streets of Kensington
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| Hell on earth is burning
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| In the streets of Kensington
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| The river’s running bloody
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| The Tower’s tumbling down
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| I’m singing «Pirate Jenny»
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| While the Black Ship’s bearing down
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| Jenny’s hating, breaking heart
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| Sure makes a lonesome sound
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| Tonight I’ll watch the city
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| Burning fiery bright
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| Their kindness out of pity
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| Will not get them through the night
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| Chiswick’s rather pretty
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| In the sacrificial light
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| And if I was to die then
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| I wouldn’t really care
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| Cause I’d wake up in the morning
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| And I wasn’t really there
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| Yeah I’d open up my eyes and find
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| I really wasn’t there
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| So give my love to London
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| Tell 'em I’ll be there soon
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| Meet in Piccadilly
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| And we’ll dance by the light of the moon
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| Dance by the light of the moon, boys
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| Dance by the light of the moon
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| Dance by the light of the moon, boys
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| Dance by the light of the moon |