London calling to the faraway towns

Now that war is declared and battle come down

London calling to the underworld

Come out of the cupboard, all you boys and girls

London calling, now don't look to us

Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust

London calling, see we ain't got no swing

Except for the ring of that truncheon thing

The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in

Meltdown expected the wheat is growing thin

Engines stop running but I have no fear

Cos London is drowning and I live by the water



London calling to the imitation zone Forget it brother, you can got it alone

London calling to the zombies of death, Quit holding out and draw another breath

London calling and I don't wanna shout,

But while we were talking I saw you noddin' out

London calling, see we ain't got no highs

Except for that one with the yellowy eyes



The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in

Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin

Engines stop running but I have no fear

Cos London is drowning and I live by the river