Blank Generation

London calling to the faraway townsnow that war is declared-and battle come downlondon calling to the underworldcome out of the cupboard, all you boys and girlslondon calling, now don't look at usall that phoney beatlemania has bitten the dustlondon calling, see we ain't got no swing'cept for the ring of that truncheon thingChorusthe ice age is coming, the sun is zooming inengines stop running and the wheat is growing thina nuclear error, but i have no fearlondon is drowning-and i live by the riverLondon calling to the imitation zoneforget it, brother, an' go it alonelondon calling upon the zombies of deathquit holding out-and draw another breathlondon calling-and i don't wanna shoutbut when we were talking-i saw you nodding outlondon calling, see we ain't got no highsexcept for that one with the yellowy eyesChorusNow get thislondon calling, yeah, i was there, tooan' you know what they said? well, some of it was true!london calling at the top of the dialafter all this, won't you give me a smile?I never felt so much a' like