| London is burnin'; don’t tell the Queen |
| Somebody’s charged the speed garage and then burned down Bethnal Green |
| Piccadilly’s Churming, like a reggae beat |
| Soon you’re gonna be runnin' down |
| Those burnin' streets, come on |
| The century that’s hardly on its feet |
| And the late news breaks early |
| Does the sun rise from the west or from the east? |
| (If London is burnin') |
| An' it takes every day to be survivin' in the city |
| The sirens risin' from the East |
| There’s a distant blues dance on a crowded street |
| The temperature’s a-risin', can you feel the heat |
| Soon you’re gonna be runnin' down |
| Those burnin' streets, come on |
| And you’re waitin' for your flag to be unfurled |
| And the late news breaks early |
| So how should life be lived around the world? |
| (If London is burnin') |
| An' it takes every day to be survivin' in the city |
| Ready to face that dawn with no pity, come on! |
| Yeah, ah-come on |
| (If London is burnin') |
| (If London is burnin') |
| Can I get a witness? |
| Were there’s smoke there’s heat |
| There’s a love triangle on a two-way street |
| London is burning and underneath your feet |
| Soon you’re gonna be runnin 'down |
| Those burning streets, come on |
| Does the universal clock have a beat? |
| And The Late News breaks early |
| Did you ever buy that bar on Lucky street |
| (If London is burnin') |
| An' it takes every day to be survivin' in the city |
| Ready to face that dawn with no pity, come on! |
| Yeah, ah-come on |
| (London is burnin') |
| (If London is burnin') |
| Too many guns in this damn town |
| At the supermarket, you gotta duck down |
| Baby flak jackets on the merry-go-round |
| (If London is burnin') |
| Too many guns in this damn town |
| Baby flak jackets on the merry-go-round |
| (If London is burnin') |
| Too many guns in this damn town |
| (If London is burnin') |
| Baby flak jackets on the merry-go-round |
| (If London is burnin') |