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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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Phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust |
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London calling, see we ain't got no swing |
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'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing |
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The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in |
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Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin |
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Engines stop running, but I have no fear |
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'Cause London is drowning, and 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 wanna shout |
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But while 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 eyes |
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The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in |
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Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin |
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A nuclear error, but I have no fear |
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'Cause London is drowning, and I live by the river |
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The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in |
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Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin |
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A nuclear error, but I have no fear |
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'Cause London is drowning, and 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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An' 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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After all this, won't you give me a smile? |
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London calling |
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I never felt so much alike alike alike alike |
