Lyrics

[Verse 1] London you're a lady Laid out before my eyes Your golden heart is pulsing Between your scarred-up thighs Your eyes are full of sadness Red busses skirt your hem Your headdress is a ring of lights But I would not follow them [Verse 2] Your architects were madmen And your builders sane but drunk But amidst your fading jewels Shine acid house and punk You are a scarlet lady Your streets run red with blood My darling, they have used you And covered you with mud [Verse 3] It was deep down in your womb, my love I drank my quart of sin While Chinamen played cards and draughts And knocked back Mickey Finns Your blood is like a river And its scent is beer and gin Your hell is in the summer And you blossom in the spring [Verse 4] September is your purgatory Christmas is your heaven When the stinking streets of summer Are washed away by rain At the dark end of a lonely street That's where you lose your pain 'Tis then your eyes dry up, my love And sparkle once again