London

London - Fiddler's Green

Written by：Albers/Ralf/Fiddler's Green

I wander through each chartered street

Near where the chartered thames does flow

And mark in every face I meet

Marks of weakness marks of woe

Marks of weakness marks of woe

In every cry of every man

In every infant's cry of fear

In every voice in every ban

The mind forged manacles I hear

The mind forged manacles I hear

London calling

Big city of fear

London calling

Can't you hear

London calling

Big city of fear

London calling

Can't you hear

How the chimney sweeper's cry

Every blackening church appalls

And the hapless soldier's sigh

Runs in blood down palace walls

Runs in blood down palace walls

But most through midnight streets I hear

How the youthful harlot's curse

Blasts the new born infant's tear

And blights with plaques the marriage hearse

Blights with plaques the marriage hearse

London calling

Big city of fear

London calling

Can't you hear

London calling

Big city of fear

London calling

Can't you hear

London calling

Big city of fear

London calling

Can't you hear

London calling

Big city of fear

London calling

Can't you hear