Londinium

London never sleeps, it just sucks The life out of me, and the money from my pocket London always creeps, showbiz hugs The life out of me, have some dignity honey Euston, Paddington, train station please Make the red lights turn green, endlessly My b

My Angel! Clipped wings, I know. Wanders in darkness, on grimy ground. In a forest, unclean, unsound. Everything, everything's gone wild. Make land for the cows to graze, leaflets scatter around to advertise. Sellout.... A swamp, in it hands streched

Face in my hands admiring view again Pictures tell me it's only my fear So I'll try, I'll try to hear what I like And I'll try to hide what I fear Ever moving over to the way I wanna be Attract an energy Past time stored in my memory As we are strugg