London Bridge is falling down

Say the people in my town

They're the ones who bring it down

(It's true they've been for centuries,

walking by it and saying, you know,

London Bridge really is falling down, poor thing,

it just fell down in shame)

My fair lady-o



(Now maybe if someone would, encourage it a little bit)



London Bridge is falling up

Say the tea leaves in my cup

Guess the cup is cracking up

My fair lady-o



London Bridge is up for sale

Booze heads put my friend in jail

Spent my bridge money on bail

My fair lady-o

(Sure would've like to have bought that bridge)

(Couldn't let him go to jail)



If the bridge belonged to me

I would serve you tarts and tea

Smiles, that's all the tolls would be

(No grouchy people would be getting across at all)

My fair lady-o



On the bridge there stands a car

Painted with peculiar flowers

It's the Beatles' it's not ours

(Guess they're looking at the bridge)

(Hope they buy it)

My fair lady-o



London Bridge is falling down

(Something like that)

London Bridge is coming down

Coming down on London Bridge

Ice cubes melting in my fridge



(They always, do you know those English fridges are terrible, they're always melting things and ice cubes are dripping all over the floor)

(And the vegetables are all rotten and your friend turns to you in her very British way and she says: "You know I paid two bob for this. It smells a bit peculiar doesn't it, but don't you think... well, we can serve it anyway" and she does)

Coming down on London Bridge

Mutton rotting in my fridge

Coming dow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow

Coming-ming-ming-ming-ming-ming

(A little electronic music th