London

Now as he sits in the back of the grey caravan

Tomorrow he will probably be jumping

Parisian metro barriers

With a bottle in his hands

Sparkling, sparkling water

Mixed with peaches and rum

Honestly I don’t drink

But if I did this will be my favorite punch

He said

Walk out the door with her

And he could see everyone

Dressed in black

A class that seems too far, too fetched

She said, "Look at you, look at you

The game is over

The cup is full, your cup is full

Stop praying for more exposure

It is obvious that you are trying

Dubious, stop or you will die here

You're pretending

But no one is buying"

London, London, London is calling you

What are you waiting for?

What you searching for?

London, London, London is all in you

Why are you denying the truth?

"I might, I might, I might be boring you" He said

"Although it's not clear as the morning due

When my preferred ways are not happening

I won't underestimate whom I am capable of becoming"

History will be made

Today is written boldly on his face

So clear you could hardly miss it

You could hardly miss it

For transcending the barriers of yesterday

Was and is the dream

On a road where Cleopatra comes and goes

Like fishes caught in ponds then thrown back for fun

She said, "Look at you, look at you

Just pick a fleet

Your cup is full, your cup is full

What have you not yet achieved?

It is obvious that you are trying

Dubious, stop or you will die here

You're pretending

But no one is buying"

London, London, London is calling you

What are you waiting for?

What you searching for?

London, London, London is all in you

Why are you in denial of the truth?

"I might, I might, I might be boring you" He said

"Although it's not clear as the morning due

When my preferred ways are not happening

I won't underestimate who I am capable of becoming"