So fire it is, to make our dark streets clean again!
Like a reset b***on on our lives,
Like hands of God, just dusting off the blackboard!
And with all we've worked for gone,
And all we cherished lost, we can start again. So play your violin and breathe the sulphur in
Take it on the chin, as London sheds its skin.
So play your violin and try to hide your grin
As it burns away your sin and London sheds its skin
"Where are your churches and libraries?
Where are your books and your memories?"
"Oh, we burned it all."
"Oh, we burned it all!"
Like a reset b***on on our lives,
Like hands of God, just dusting off the blackboard!
And with all we've worked for gone,
And all we cherished lost, we can start again. So play your violin and breathe the sulphur in
Take it on the chin, as London sheds its skin.
So play your violin and try to hide your grin
As it burns away your sin and London sheds its skin
"Where are your churches and libraries?
Where are your books and your memories?"
"Oh, we burned it all."
"Oh, we burned it all!"