Lyrics Goodnight Children Everywhere - The Times

Goodnight Children Everywhere

Business suits get off the train
They don’t see who they’re knocking down
The injured clowns
People stare and wonder
How they get to be the way they are
And who they are
The victims of the timewarp
That never kept its promise
It leaves them marooned and helpless
As they struggle in their vomit
Don’t believe in dreams of London
Goodnight children evrywhere
Have you seen th beautiful people
Waving their belts high in the air
Tatty flairs and a dirty scruffy
Sequined jacket maintains that dream
A far out theme
Dylan never saved us
And The Beatles sold us out
Man I need a fix, not just for kicks
They fall and trip and trip and fall
Like a circus presentation
Naive survivors of
The Love Decade’s generation
Don’t believe in dreams of London
Sleep tight children everywhere
Have you seen the beautiful people
Waving their belts high in the air
This is London
Your own London
This is London
Your own London