London's Requiem

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, drugs 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 drugs 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 shit 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