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I must leave London
It is bad for my soul
It’s making a hole that will erode me
I cannot subscribe
I cannot tow the line
And Robert Elms, you’re selectively blind
She shall not miss me and I care not ‘cos she’s doing me in and she’s wearing me thin
A last goodbye to the Boundary Estate - you stole my heart in Summer rain
A last goodbye to the Boundary Estate - you stole my nerve but never again
She shall not miss me and I care not ‘cos she’s doing me in and she’s wearing me thin
Where the Queen makes way for the Burger King
Goodbye to the stench
Goodbye to the din
It is bad for my soul
It’s making a hole that will erode me
I cannot subscribe
I cannot tow the line
And Robert Elms, you’re selectively blind
She shall not miss me and I care not ‘cos she’s doing me in and she’s wearing me thin
A last goodbye to the Boundary Estate - you stole my heart in Summer rain
A last goodbye to the Boundary Estate - you stole my nerve but never again
She shall not miss me and I care not ‘cos she’s doing me in and she’s wearing me thin
Where the Queen makes way for the Burger King
Goodbye to the stench
Goodbye to the din
Lyrics submitted by deardecember
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