London calling to the faraway towns Now war is declared-and battle come down London calling to the underworld Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls London calling, now don't look at us Phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust London calling, see we ain't got no swing 'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing The ice age is coming, the sun zooming in Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin Engines stop running, but I have no fear 'Cause London is drowning-and I live by the river London calling to the imitation zone Forget it, brother, you can go it alone London calling to the zombies of death Quit holding out-and draw another breath London calling-and I don't wanna shout But while we were talking-I saw you nodding out London calling, see we ain't got no highs Except for that one with the yellowy eyes The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in Engines stop running and the wheat is growing thin A Nuclear Error, but I have no fear 'C编辑于2005/01/01更新