Sanitize the party,
with some sick disguise,
wearing different colour
sulphate eyes.

Chanticleer advancing
a competition taste,
homo alpha delta
blow to face.

No-no don’t jump him now,
it might be you next.
Know what it is to lose consciousness.

Take that chance,
one more time,
chanticleer – London’s mine.

Praise them kids,
decorate that line – London’s mine.

She had a nightmare
on a girl I know.
She crashed your dream
just to see her show.

You woke me crudely
from a utopiate sleep.
Sadness comes the morning
and leaves you weak.

Take that chance,
one more time,
shout it clear – London’s mine.

Praise them kids,
decorate that line,
stick that trust
so dangerous.
Picket’s off line – London’s mine.

Shake, shake your own fist,
resist the wind of pull,
your mind laced with violence
kicks the walls.
Your happy gay abandon,
your lactic acid arms,
electrocuted ether in your lungs.

Right follows left,
left follows right
and all the time I’m thinking,
Christ,
Where’s my bed, where’s my sleep.


Lyrics submitted by mateofstate

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