London calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared - and battle come down
London calling to the underworld......
Now war is declared - and battle come down
London calling to the underworld......
CHORUS
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
Cause London is drowning and I, live by the river
"OK 417, cut the music......"
Cheers
Mark
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