London calling to
the faraway towns
Now that war is
declared and
battle come down
London calling
to the underworld
Come out of
the cupboard all
you boys and girls
London calling,
now don't look at us
All that phoney
Beatlemania has
bitten the dust
London calling,
see we ain't
got no swing
'cept for the ring of
that truncheon thing
The ice age is coming,
the sun's zooming in
Meltdown's expected
and the wheat
is growing thin
Engines stop running
but I have no fear
London is drowning
and I live by the river
London calling to
the imitation zone
Forget it, brother,
you can go it alone
London calling to
the zombies of death
Quit holding out
and draw
another breath
London calling
and I don't
wanna shout
But when we
were talking I
saw you nodding out
London calling,
see we ain't
got no highs
Except for that one
with the yellowy eyes
The ice age is coming,
the sun's zooming in
Engines's
stopped running
and the wheat
is growing thin
A nuclear error
but I have no fear
London is drowning
and I live by the river
Ow.....
Ow ow ow ow ow
Ow ow.....
Ow ow ow ow....
The ice age is coming,
the sun's zooming in
Engine's
stopped running
and the wheat
is growing thin
A nuclear error
but I have no fear
London is drowning
and I live by the river
Ow ow ow ow...
Ow ow ow....
Now get this
London calling,
yeah, I was there, too
An' you know
what they said?
Well, some of it
was true
London calling at
the top of the dial
After all this,
won't you give me
a smile?
I never felt so
much a-like