London (Explicit) - Pynch/Spencer Enock
Composed by：Spencer Enock
Watching the world go by guided home by satellites
Please stop making sense things stop making
Sense a long time ago
I think this is where I grew up not
That you give a ****
Just please take me home 'cause I'm out
On my own tonight
But maybe this is how it should be things
Just seem so empty
London feels so cold
We're starving ourselves for excitement you
Could be just like us like us like us
Is this everything that you ever dreamed
Is this everything that you thought it would be
We waste our money all on *** and coffee
We must be so lazy why don't we start saving
Every penny counts if we wanna buy a house
Twenty years from now the banks will bail us out
But maybe this is how it should be things
Just seem so empty
London feels so cold
We're starving ourselves for excitement you
Could be just like us like us like us
Is this everything that you ever dreamed
Is this everything that you thought it would be
I don't wanna talk about the future
Maybe we can joke about yesterday
I've been saving up to buy a T-Shirt
What does that say
Welcome to the real world you're not
The only one that's scared
So try and find some peace of mind if you can
Have you ever dreamed of owning your own home
That's just a bourgeois fantasy better
Leave that **** alone
Welcome to the real world
You're not the only one that's scared
So try and find some peace
Of mind if you can
Welcome to the real world
You're not the only one that's scared
So try and find some peace of mind
If you can
Have you ever dreamed of owning your own home
That's just a bourgeois fantasy
Better leave that **** alone
