living will fill these coffins And at the end of the world I'll remember to bring you flowers London in terror, London in pure terror And when the dead
the living will fill these coffins And at the end of the world I'll remember to bring you flowers London in terror, London in pure terror And when the
bag in hand, it's Louis Vuitton and She flyer than a eagle, hood like a regal She make my deposit, my closet is fresh segal I rain terror, yes I rain terror
doctors have brought this specimen I have nobody's short-cuts, aha With the situation They are standing still The plan, the telegram Number 9, number A man without terrors
gall bladder my mathematical data Terror far beyond the stars of William Shatner The rattler can't deport on my speed of thought Then escape New York in East London
her brother's hand only for him to formulate another plan he's the fucking cause of your appalling state the summer fans see that you came to London
Black death had won Pestilence, the start of armageddon Torment and fire London expired The English lands became a massive funeral pyre Ruinous blaze The city was razed Due to the great London
No more Cigars from Cuba, oppression in East Timor, sedition in Zimbabwe, dollar crisis in New York. Skinhead thugs out on the streets in London and
London Tower I wave goodbye The scorpio is rising high My army of lovers Around the world, around the world Around the world be be ay, be be ay Pour l'univers on quitte la Terre
Dark and gloomy London streets In the shadow lurks this evil Twisted soul, his heart grows gold Anger brewing, tension seetheing Psychopath is on the
still in god we trust 'Cause it's the second coming, display a rhyme so stunning We keep it runnin, and give a shoutout to London And keep it all, and
forces go to war, bloody battles by the score, London, Paris, many more. Air raid sirens screaming loud, Bombers like the reaper's shroud, Deutschland terror
Downtown Crossing New York will still be there in the morning Come back to bed my darling I had Julian and Steve, you had Julia and Jeanette You wear your terror
Rome, into the deep falling, even to eternity down falling, 6. And weep [and bow thy reverend locks.] 7. In her trembling hands she took the new born terror
Terror cleared the skyline and anger clouded judgement, so they spent a thousand nghtimes in the desert fighting something that they couldnt find, that
No more Cigars from Cuba, oppression in East Timor, sedition in Zimbabwe, dollar crisis in New York. Skinhead thugs out on the streets in London and Berlin
to Caledonians Despite London's hate, for ever It's not? A l'abri des montagnes d'Ecosse, Libres et vrais, hommes et femmes, Arbres et terre, feuilles
nobody's short-cuts, aha? 9, number 9 With the situation They are standing still The plan, the telegram Ooh ooh Number 9, number Ooh A man without terrors