Sanitize the party
In some sick disguise
We're a different colour
Some plain eyes
It's shining, clear, advancing
Our competition's taste
Oh my infidels of blooded face
No look don't jump in now
Or you'll be the next
You'll know what it is to lose conciousness
Take that chance
One More Time
Shout it clear
London's mine
Raise them kids
Decorate that line
London's mine
Your pulse will climb
She had a nightmare you know
Are they gonna know?
She crashed her dream, does he see her choke?
You woke me crudely
You're far more talkative
With silence comes the warning
That leaves you weak
Take that chance
One More Time
Shout it clear
London's mine
Raise them kids
Decorate that line
Stick that trust it's dangerous
That figurative line,
London's mine
Shake shake your own fist
This is the will of the poor
The mindless for violence kick the walls
Your happy gay abandons
Your lactic acid arms
Electrocuted ether in my lungs
Left Follows Left
Left Follows Right
And all the time I'm thinking
Christ where's my badge
And where's my sleeve
My sleeve
My sleeeeeeve
Take that chance
One More Time
Shout It Clear
London's Mine
Raise them kids
Decorate that line
Stick that chance
You're dangerous
Whooooooooa London's Mine!
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