Can’t you see the mirror on the wall in the sky?
Can’t you see the writing on the billboards ev’ry day?
Can’t you hear the whispers of the men dispossessed?
Can’t you feel your own breath is escaping?
Listen to the clamour at the heart of this town.
Don’t you know that red is London burning?
London’s burning.
London’s burning overnight.
Can’t you feel the earth is changing just as we walk?
Can’t you feel the strain is growing ev’ry day?
Life is getting harder for so many I know,
Seems that our own vision is escaping, escaping.
Though the streets are paved with gold as far as we can see
Don’t you know that gold is London burning?
London’s burning,
London’s burning,
London’s burning.
Ooh
London’s burning,
London’s burning.
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