| London calling to the faraway towns
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| Now war is declared and battle come down
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| London calling to the underworld
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| Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls
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| London calling, now don't look to us
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| Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust
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| London calling, see we ain't got no swing
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| Except for the ring of that truncheon thing
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| The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
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| Meltdown expected, the wheat is growin' thin
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| Engines stop running, but I have no fear
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| 'Cause London is drowning, and I, I live by the river
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| London calling to the imitation zone
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| Forget it, brother, you can go it alone
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| London calling to the zombies of death
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| Quit holding out and draw another breath
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| London calling and I don't want to shout
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| But when we were talking I saw you nodding out
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| London calling, see we ain't got no high
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| Except for that one with the yellowy eye
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| The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
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| Engines stop running, the wheat is growin' thin
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| A nuclear era, but I have no fear
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| 'Cause London is drowning, and I, I live by the river
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| The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
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| Engines stop running, the wheat is growin' thin
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| A nuclear era, but I have no fear
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| 'Cause London is drowning, and I, I live by the river
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| Now get this
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| London calling, yes, I was there, too
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| And you know what they said? |
| Well, some of it was true!
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| London calling at the top of the dial
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| And after all this, won't you give me a smile?
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| I never felt so much alike alike alike |