Testo di Goodbye London

Not everything's for sale Not everything can be sold Not everywhere and everyone Are built in the same mould Whilst loving it not loathing it It's really hard to believe I'm still not bored Of you yet London I just feel the need to leave Knock down its very centre Rip the heart out oh what's the point Replacing all the signs With the same old generic fonts Goodbye London Your sky high city scape Each time I leave you Feels like the great escape Not fallen out of still feel the love But living inside fits like a glove Goodbye London Your city was once great Your streets are paved with pastimes Memories turned from dust to gold It's time all those city bankers And the powers that be were told It's the artists and the underground That stops the concrete from turning cold That our lifestyles not for sale And our living can't be sold I just want the imperfections Grime and dirt with no perfections Take me back I've no objections I'm aroused Like the places that's best not mentioned The sexy light show projections With dirty lit attractions oh wow Goodbye London Your sky high city scape Each time I leave you Feels like the great escape Not fallen out of Still feel the love But living inside fits like a glove Goodbye London It feels strangely like it's fate