歌词
[Intro]
Chant, chant, chant, chant
Chant, chant, chant, chant
[Verse 1]
Voice moaning in a speaker
Never really get too close
Only a gimmick, pointed fingers
Never more serious sight
Wouldn't taste the effort on entertainment
Out of control, mob running wild
All you ever get is all you steal
[Chorus]
Side of London that the tourists never see
Anglo–
Side of London that the tourists never see
Anglo ambience
Chant, chant, chant, chant
Chant, chant, chant, chant
Chant, chant, chant, chant
[Verse 2]
Don't know why I bother
There's nothing in it for me
The more I see the less I get
The likes of you and me are an embarrassment
[Chorus]
Chant, chant, chant, chant
Chant, chant, chant, chant
Chant, chant, chant
[Verse 3]
It's not important
It's not worth a mention in the Guardian
Every librarian has its theory
[Chorus]
Chant, chant
Anglo ambience
Chant, chant, chant, chant
Chant, chant, chant, chant
Chant, chant, chant, chant
Chant, chant, chant, chant, chant
[Chorus]
Voice moaning in a speaker
Chant, chant, chant, chant
Chant, chant, chant, chant
Chant, chant, chant, chant
Chant, chant, chant, chant
Chant, chant, chant, chant
Chant, chant, chant
[Outro]
Moaning London
London chant
Written by: Jah Wobble, John Lydon, Keith Levene, Richard Dudanski
