a heavy sigh

the bells are ringing across london town

but i'm never gonna hear those bells resound

but i'm quite content here on the underground

going down

travelling down

and i'm never going back

to where the dirty river flows

and where the neon dusk explodes

and tears the twilight out the sky

where compassion fades and dies

with a heavy sigh

the pious preacher of old london town

will pace his pulpit with a studies frown

and the things he worships on the overground

are more profane

than profound

so i'm never going back

to where the dirty river flows

and where the neon dusk explodes

and tears the twilight out the sky

where compassion fades and dies

with a heavy sigh

the bells are ringing across london town

but i'm never gonna hear those bells resound.