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
the ice age is coming
the sun is zooming in
meltdown expected and the wheat is growing thin
the engines stopped running
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
i live by the river