London's Requiem

As I look out upon my city, so bright and so pretty

Under this black London sky

And get lost in this maze of concrete and stone

Tales of sex, drugs and romance and victims of bad chance

The kids who live and die by the knife

So many lives lost but so few stories are told

From the tramps on the pavements with a ten-year engagement

To a needle and a bottle of wine

No kind words spoken, but to die alone and broken

Is the fate of the poor

'Cause the drugs are a hеaler, on every cornеr a dealer

Prescribin' his medicine so fine

But his patients will suffer a fate that no doctor could cure

Ooh, no, have you heard the news today?

They say London's burning down once again

And from the streets, you hear the people sing

From the streets, you hear the London requiem

As the sirens of the night play out the London lullaby

A sound that sends a chill down your spine

A sound that echoes through this artificial ghetto we call London town

'Cause the armies of the street, they march for victory, not defeat

And though their mothers told them never to play with knives

Another solider of sixteen, no older, will fall to the ground

But still the sirens carry on long after his body is dead and gone

And will ring through these streets forevermore

He won't be the only boy to die lonely on the cold London stone

Other sisters and brothers, other fathers and mothers

Will wait for a knock upon their door

Their poor young solder of sixteen, no older, did not make it home

Oh, no, have you heard the news today?

They say London's burning down once again

And from the streets, you hear the people sing

From the streets, you hear the London requiem

But that's just the everyday

Nothing seems to change

All that we know

Is the bills get paid

So we can stay in this shithole

Oh, no, have you heard the news today?

They say London's burning down once again

And from the streets, you hear the people sing

From the streets, you hear the London requiem