350 Million
(Alright)
A lot of us are born with the dream
One day we will move the city
Have a cup of tea with our dignity
And the sweet taste of London
We like the chaos you and me
On the streets and in democracy
Colours and people synonymy
Everybody wants to come to London
You could want jobs in companies
Art and liberal communities
West End is better than Broadway, please
Oh, why (oh, why), are you raising the walls around now?
Oh, why (why), blaming the immigrant, saving the crown
You and me, we're not really enemies, no, oh
Don't you please believe what you hear from Downing Street
We believe what we want, not what's printed on a red bus
Three hundred and fifty million pounds
(Uh-oh, uh-oh) London Bridge (uh-oh, uh-oh) is falling down
(Uh-oh, uh-oh) we're crawling now back to where we started
(Stop) and look at the state of this old place
Things break and they're replaced with cranes
Homes lined with large bags of waste
Everybody smell the streets London
Stuck between socialist capitalists
Hospital queues are a long, long list
To a party where the poor just don't exist
Everybody takes sides in London
People stab people on the road
You could be on your way to home
Inequity is in the bones
Of this great city of London
Oh, yeah, got your own problems but blame it on the immigrants
Oh, yeah, house prices so high that you'll die paying rent
You and me, we're not really enemies, no, oh
Don't you please believe what you hear from Downing Street
We believe what we want, not what's printed on a red bus
Three hundred and fifty million pounds
(Uh-oh, uh-oh) London Bridge (uh oh, uh-oh) is falling down
(Uh-oh, uh-oh) we're crawling now back to where we started
You can have Brexit, but can you really exit all the world
And all the people you have from around it?
You can have Brexit, but can you really exit all the world
And all the people you have from around it?
You and me (you and me), we're not really enemies, no, oh (enemies, no, oh, oh)
Don't you please (don't you please) believe what you hear from Downing Street
We believe (we believe) what we want (what we want), not what's printed on a red bus
Three hundred and fifty million pounds
London Bridge is falling down
We're crawling now back to where we started
A lot of us are born with the dream
One day we will move the city
Have a cup of tea with our dignity
And the sweet taste of London
We like the chaos you and me
On the streets and in democracy
Colours and people synonymy
Everybody wants to come to London
You could want jobs in companies
Art and liberal communities
West End is better than Broadway, please
Oh, why (oh, why), are you raising the walls around now?
Oh, why (why), blaming the immigrant, saving the crown
You and me, we're not really enemies, no, oh
Don't you please believe what you hear from Downing Street
We believe what we want, not what's printed on a red bus
Three hundred and fifty million pounds
(Uh-oh, uh-oh) London Bridge (uh-oh, uh-oh) is falling down
(Uh-oh, uh-oh) we're crawling now back to where we started
(Stop) and look at the state of this old place
Things break and they're replaced with cranes
Homes lined with large bags of waste
Everybody smell the streets London
Stuck between socialist capitalists
Hospital queues are a long, long list
To a party where the poor just don't exist
Everybody takes sides in London
People stab people on the road
You could be on your way to home
Inequity is in the bones
Of this great city of London
Oh, yeah, got your own problems but blame it on the immigrants
Oh, yeah, house prices so high that you'll die paying rent
You and me, we're not really enemies, no, oh
Don't you please believe what you hear from Downing Street
We believe what we want, not what's printed on a red bus
Three hundred and fifty million pounds
(Uh-oh, uh-oh) London Bridge (uh oh, uh-oh) is falling down
(Uh-oh, uh-oh) we're crawling now back to where we started
You can have Brexit, but can you really exit all the world
And all the people you have from around it?
You can have Brexit, but can you really exit all the world
And all the people you have from around it?
You and me (you and me), we're not really enemies, no, oh (enemies, no, oh, oh)
Don't you please (don't you please) believe what you hear from Downing Street
We believe (we believe) what we want (what we want), not what's printed on a red bus
Three hundred and fifty million pounds
London Bridge is falling down
We're crawling now back to where we started
Credits
Writer(s): Abhinav Srivastava
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