London, my town,
You are what's bringing me down.
The starlight don't shine to your ground.
We knew from the start 
We can dance like we did
Surrounded by these Shoreditch kids,
So caught up and cool they don't live
Their lives from the heart.

And I've given up on [bad word] Cause [bad word] out of youth.

London, don't know
If you are my friend or my foe.
You get me so high, get me low,
It's something I'll leave
Steer away from these thugs
Peddling their cheap Class [bad word] We'll kill off the need with our love.

She's begging me please
And she knows I've got no spine
I can't say no but half the time
The love I felt was sweet.
Here's where Hannah and I leave...