London Town

Coppers on the pass road, Cabby’s in the drove
Double-decker buses going up and down every road
Tourist and their cameras, shooting up a storm
And if you really give a dam the queen is on her throne

Oh London town what a crappy revelation
Dirty cobblestones and black rat infestation
The river Thames is the place to go
If you want to watch effluent flow
Where seasoned gypsies live on barges
And council workers enforce permit charges
Cannels are cluttered with would be misfits
Calling themselves the coastline biscuits

Cross my eyes and slap me silly
For wanting to come to this ancient city
And set my watch against Big Ben
Try to cross Trafalgar Square
Oh hail a cab and try to talk cockney
End up somewhere down by Bryndwr
Grab myself a local brew spend an hour trapped in a loo

Tried a love potion at wicker’s corner
Now it’s hard to walk straight with this crazy boner
Wow! night life here is really wild
The girls want to step me out for a fight
Lights are flashing sirens howling
Need a feed cause my stomachs growling
But won’t be long I’m flying outta here
And these handcuff s will make a great souvenir
WGWiperi copyright 18 September 2005