London's Burning

London's burning

London's burningAll across the town, all across the night

Everybody's driving with full headlights

Black or white, you turn it on, you face the new religion

Everybody's sitting 'round watching televisionLondon's burning with boredom now

London's burning dial nine-nine-nine-nine-nine

London's burning with boredom now

London's burning dial nine-nine-nine-nine-nineI'm up and down the Westway, in and out the lights

What a great traffic system, it's so bright

I can't think of a better way to spend the night

Than speeding around underneath the yellow lightsLondon's burning with boredom now

London's burning dial nine-nine-nine-nine-nine

London's burning with boredom now

London's burning dial nine-nine-nine-nine-nineNow I'm in the subway and I'm looking for the flat

This one leads to this block, this one leads to that

The wind howls through the empty blocks looking for a home

I run through the empty stone because I'm all aloneLondon's burning with boredom now

London's burning dial nine-nine-nine-nine-nine

London's burning with boredom now

London's burning dial nine-nine-nine-nine-nineLondon's burning