White City

Here a tower shining bright

Once stood gleaming in the night

Where now there's just the rubble in the hole

Here the paddies and the frogs

Came to gamble on the dogs

Came to gamble on the dogs not long ago

Oh the torn-up ticket stubs

From a hundred thousand mugs

Now washed away with dead dreams in the rain

And the car park's going up

And they're pulling down the pubs

And it's just another bloody rainy day

Oh sweet city of my dreams

Of speed and skill and schemes

Like Atlantis you just disappeared from view

And the hare upon the wire

Has been burnt upon your pyre

Like the black dog that once raced out from trap two