| You’ve gone to London to restart your life
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| And to escape from the people you used to know
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| To be happy
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| Get a job and meet some new people
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| Go to films and shows it’ll be so wonderful
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| You can see it now
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| Waited so long for this chance to come
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| And no one can stop you now
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| You packed your bags and made off alone
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| You want to find out where all the hip folk will be
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| A classy journal tells you where to be seen
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| During the day you visit the sights
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| And every night is a party night
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| What a bad time
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| Happiness is a good idea
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| But only when it comes from insid
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| Come to London for the waterd-down beer
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| La la, la la
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| The chimes of Big Ben
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| La la, la la
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| Counting away your life with the chimes
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| When dreams of gold are turned to dust
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| And fear of rejection destroys my trust
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| Then it’s fatal
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| You’ve gone to London to restart your life
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| But you haven’t got a job or a friend in the world
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| You’re so unhappy
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| It’s not the same as it used to be
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| There’s nothing for the taking
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| There’s nothing for free
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| Better watch out, it’ll only end in tears
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| La la, la la
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| The chimes of Big Ben
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| La la, la la
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| Counting away your life with the chimes
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| Johnny, come home
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| Cathy, come home
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| Happiness is a good idea
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| But only when it comes from inside
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| Come to London for the watered-down beer
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| La la, la la
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| The chimes of Big Ben
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| La la, la la
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| Counting away your life with the chimes
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| La la, la la
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| The chimes of Big Ben
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| La la, la la
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| Counting away your life with the chimes |