London

London calling to the faraway towns

Now that war is declared-and battle come down

London calling to the underworld

Come out of the cupboard, all you boys and girls

London calling, now don t look at us

All that phoney beatlemania has bitten the dust

London calling, see we ain t got no swing

cept for the ring of that truncheon thing

Chorus

The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in

Engines stop running and the wheat is growing thin

A nuclear error, but I have no fear

London is drowning-and I live by the river

London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, an go it alone
London calling upon the zombies of death
Quit holding out-and draw another breath
London calling-and I don t wanna shout
But when we were talking-i saw you nodding out
London calling, see we ain t got no highs
Except for that one with the yellowy eyes
Chorus
For the outro just play the last line of the chorus.