The London Boys - Live at BBC Radio Theatre, London, 27th June, 2000

Bow Bells strike another night
Your eyes are heavy and your limbs all ache
You've bought some coffee, butter and bread
Can't make a thing 'cause the meter's dead
You've moved away
Told your folks you're gonna stay away

Bright lights, Soho, Wardour street
You hope you make friends with the guys you meet
Somebody shows you 'round
Now you've met the London boys
Things seem good again, someone cares about you

The first time that you tried a pill
Feel a little queasy, decidedly ill
Gonna be sick, but you mustn't lose faith
To let yourself down would be a big disgrace
With the London boys, with the London boys

You're only seventeen, but you think you've grown
In the month you've been away from your parents' home
You pop the pills too much
You don't give a damn about the job you've got
As long as you're with those London boys

A London boy, a London boy
Flashy clothes are your pride and joy
A London boy, a London boy
You're crying out loud, you're a London boy

You think you've had a lot of fun
But you ain't got nothing, you're on the run
It's too late now, 'cause you're out there boy
You've got it made with the rest of the toys

Now you wish you'd never left your home
You've got what you wanted but you're on your own
With the London boys
Now you've met the London boys
Now you've met the London boys
Now you've met the London boys

Thank you very much