Testo di London You're A Lady

Ah London you're a lady Laid out before my eyes Your heart of gold it pulses Between your scarred up thighs Your eyes are full of sadness Red busses skirt your hem Your head-dress is a ring of lights But I would not follow them Your architects were madmen Your builders sane but drunk Among your faded jewels Shine acid house and punk You are a scarlet lady Your streets run red with blood Oh my darling they have used you And covered you with mud It was deep down in your womb my love I drank my quart of sin While chinamen played cards and draughts And knocked back mickey finns Your piss is like a river Its scent is beer and gin Your hell is in the summer And you blossom in the spring September is your purgatory Christmas is your heaven And when the stinking streets of summer Are washed away by rain At the dark end of a lonely street That's where you lose your pain 'Tis then your eyes light up my love And sparkle once again