3 EB - London
Through the satellites, I fight with youThat local brew is spillin'I know just how you spend your timeI want to get my hands on himSomebody's party in a London flatYou're where it's at and I knowYou want to see me lose my mindI'm tired of chasing after youThe residue is jealousSee me on the dark side of your mindI want to get my hands on himTo a club that's pounding in the London rainThe world could end we wouldn't hear itI know just what's on your mindI see the way your face has changedWe're no good for each otherYou tricked me into coming hereSo let go, I don't want to go to LondonI told you I don't careI don't want to go to LondonTo live thereI don't want to go to LondonAll your friends afflictedI don't want to go to LondonShe's addictedI saw you with himI know where you've beenThat nose is broken wide openYour way has got me out of lineI want to get my hands on himYou're so sick to make me proveIt takes a fight to move youI know just what's on your mindIt's been this way a thousand yearsWe torture each otherSo why the hell'd you call me hereWhen you knowI don't want to go to LondonI told you I don't careI don't want to go to LondonLive thereI don't want to go to LondonAll your friends afflictedI don't want to go to LondonShe's addictedI don't want to go to LondonI told you I don't careI don't want to go to LondonCause you're not thereI don't want to go to LondonEven when I see youSomewhere else in LondonI don't want to go to London
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