New thing from London Town

Refugees of broken sound

The sound of breathing and crying hearts

This situation tears me apart.

The new police will find me soon

I can't hide inside this room

I'm waiting for the boys to come

Then we can move out one by one.





New thing from London Town.





New thing from London Town

Nothing left to keep us down

We are not responsible

Someone pays and someone falls

We slide into the night

Silhouettes in a cold blue light

Take a look and look away

We need something we need to play.





New thing from London Town.