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since Manson." [Kid #2:] "Yeah, but, uh, they're way cooler." [London Boy:] "It's like all the great figures from the States. Elvis, uh, Jack Kerouac..."
to dwell Tolling Death's Bell in Whitechapel, Whitechapel, playground of The Beast My friends just call me Jack Inside the London fog I stalk and slash my
There's a room in a house in a street in a manor in a borough That's part of a city that is generally referred to as London It's a dark place,
to colonize the North You wave your bloody Union Jack And you know what it's worth! How dare you hold to ransom A people proud and free Keep Ireland for
Oh, there was a wealthy merchant, in London he did dwell. He had a lovely daughter, the truth to you I'll tell, Oh, the truth to you I'll tell.
to colonize the North You wave your bloody Union Jack And you know what it's worth! How dare you hold to ransom A people proud and free Keep Ireland for
Jack-A-Roe (Traditional) There was a wealthy merchant, In London he did dwell He had a lovely daughter, The truth to you I'll tell Oh the truth
You're in for surprise You're in for a shock In London town streets When there's darkness and fog When you least expect me And you turn your
ball, paper dolls Hacky sack and hangman Tag you're IT, cops and robbers Jungle gym, chutes and ladders Tic tac toe, Mister Rogers Marco Polo, London
Activate it New York,London,Paris,Munich Everybody talk about pop musik Talk about pop musik Talk about pop musik Singing in the subway Shuffle with
ball, paper dolls Hacky sack and hangman Tag you're IT, cops and robbers Jungle gym, chutes and ladders Tic tac toe, Mister Rogers Marco Polo, London
who's the man? Step back, roll the dice, make the plan London burns, you're numb in both lips So these are the pills that made you jacks hip?
Activate it New York, London, Paris, Munich Everybody talk about pop muzik Talk about Pop muzik Talk about Pop muzik Pop, pop, pop muzik Pop,
you're in Paris, Tel Aviv, Istanbul, or maybe London or Rome. Close your eyes to be there, even though you may be sitting at home. REPEAT.....
warned ya' No place to go now but falling over Some guys can't make it on the run Under the gun Not for the younger Oh Jack Daniel's I feel
get far if you're privileged Graffiti Jack sprays in black An Englishman can he read it back? Deli Joe he ought to know He runs the gang on Pastrami
them bring us down, no How can they be tired of London The scents in the air on a warm day Generation of hope that sees better days But moving
Everybody made it Shoobie doobie do wop Infiltrate it Pop pop shoo wop Activate it New York, London, Paris, Munich Everybody talk about pop musik
Pop pop shoo wop Everybody made it Shoobie doobie do wop Infiltrate it Pop pop shoo wop Activate it New York, London, Paris, Munich
Dear dirty London in the pouring rain I wish to God I was back on the sea again Though that belongs to the world of never will be There was never
get far if you're privileged Graffiti Jack sprays in black An Englishman can he read it back? Deli Joe he ought to know He runs the gang on Pastrami
When I was a small boy Here in London town Seasons snow was falling on the ground All the friends and family Here on Christmas Eve Gather round
You're in for surprise You're in for a shock In London town streets When there's darkness and fog When you least expect me And you turn your
fuss Drunk, she stumbles down by a river Screams calling London, None of us heard her coming, I guess the carpet weren't rolled out (Oh when my
have warned ya. No place to go now but falling over. Some hands can't make it on the run, under the gun. Not for the younger. Oh Jack Daniels, I