London Blues Songtext
von Ferris & Sylvester

London Blues Songtext

Oh, she's got a front-page face,
And her heart is made of stone.
She came to the city cause she's scared of getting old.
Oh, and isn't she something,
But if you knew what was in her head.
And if there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Then she never goes to bed.

Cause she's got blood on her fingers,
And she kills for fun.
You could try to chase her,
But she lives for the run,
With the devil on her side.
And she'll be coming, coming for you in the night.


Oh, and he's got a big ol' pocket
Full of money.
He buys pills for his wife,
And powders for his honey.
Oh and he loves the city,
And the city loves her man.
And if there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Then he will never sleep again.

Cause he's got blood on his fingers,
And he kills for fun.
You could try to take him,
But I wouldn't do it, son.
Cause the devil's on his side,
And he'll be coming, coming for you
in the night.

And everybody's so kind to themselves.
And everyone's so afraid of any one else.
Oh, London is burning
And we're all gonna burn as one,
And if there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Then there ain't no rest for us.

Cause we've got blood on our fingers,
And we kill for fun.
And we're all here together,
Looking out for number one.
The devil's on our side,
Cause we'll be coming, coming
Coming, coming
Coming, coming, coming
We've got blood on our fingers,
And we ain't seen the sun,
Since we played that summer,
All his children having fun.
And the babies, they cry.
Cause we'll be coming, coming for you in the night.

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