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作词 : Louis Dunford
作曲 : Louis Dunford
As I look out upon my city, so bright and so pretty
Under this black London sky
And get lost in this maze of concrete and stone
Tales of sex, *** and romance and victims of bad chance
The kids who live and die by the knife
So many lives lost but so few stories are told
From the tramps on the pavements with a ten-year engagement
To a needle and a bottle of wine
No kind words spoken, but to die alone and broken
Is the fate of the poor
'Cause the *** are a hеaler, on every cornеr a dealer
Prescribin' his medicine so fine
But his patients will suffer a fate that no doctor could cure
Ooh, no, have you heard the news today?
They say London's burning down once again
And from the streets, you hear the people sing
From the streets, you hear the London requiem
As the sirens of the night play out the London lullaby
A sound that sends a chill down your spine
A sound that echoes through this artificial ghetto we call London town
'Cause the armies of the street, they march for victory, not defeat
And though their mothers told them never to play with knives
Another solider of sixteen, no older, will fall to the ground
But still the sirens carry on long after his body is dead and gone
And will ring through these streets forevermore
He won't be the only boy to die lonely on the cold London stone
Other sisters and brothers, other fathers and mothers
Will wait for a knock upon their door
Their poor young solder of sixteen, no older, did not make it home
Oh, no, have you heard the news today?
They say London's burning down once again
And from the streets, you hear the people sing
From the streets, you hear the London requiem
But that's just the everyday
Nothing seems to change
All that we know
Is the bills get paid
So we can stay in this ** hole
Oh, no, have you heard the news today?
They say London's burning down once again
And from the streets, you hear the people sing
From the streets, you hear the London requiem
