Here is London, giddy of London
Is it home of the free -
Or what ?

Can you squeeze me
Into an empty page of your diary
And psychologically save me
I've got faith in you
I sense the power
Within the fingers
Within an hour the power
Could totally destroy me
(Or, it could save my life)


Oh, here is London
"Home of the brash, outrageous and free"
You are repressed
But you're remarkably dressed
Is it Real ?
And you're always busy


Really busy
Busy, busy
Oh, hairdresser on fire
All around Sloane Square
And you're just so busy
Busy, busy
Busy scissors
Oh, hairdresser on fire
(Only the other day)


Was a client, over-cautious
He made you nervous
And when he said
"I'm gonna sue you"
Oh, I really felt for you ...mmm...


So can you squeeze me
Into an empty page of your diary;
And supernaturally change me ?
Change me, change
Oh, here in London
"Home of the brash, outrageous and free"
You are repressed
But you're remarkably dressed
Is it Real ?
And you're always busy


Really busy
Busy clippers
Oh, hairdresser on fire
All around Sloane Square


And you're just too busy
To see me
Busy clippers
Oh, hairdresser on fire
(Only the other day)

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Nimm Dir Nie Ein Teufelsweib
Black Milk
Then I Turned And Walked Slowly Away
You Should Be Mine
Your Heart Of Blue
The Rope
Deep in the Hole
Hot Night in a Cold Town
Do I