London’s Mine

Sanitize the party
In some sick disguise
Wear a different color
Some plain eyes

It's shining clear, advancing
Our competition's taste
Oh my infidels of blooded face

No look, don't jump in now
Or you'll be the next
You'll know what it is to lose conciousness

Take that chance
One more time
Shout it clear
London's mine
Raise them kids
Decorate that line
London's mine
Your pulse will climb

She had a nightmare, you know
Are they gonna know?

She crashed her dream, does he see her choke?

You woke me cruedly
You're far more talkative
With silence comes the warning
That leaves you weak

Take that chance
One more time
Shout it clear
London's mine
Raise them kids
Decorate that line
Stick that trust, it's dangerous
That figurative line
London's mine

Shake shake your own fist
This is the will of the poor
The mindless for violence kick the walls

Your happy gay abandons
Your lactic acid arms
Electrocuted ether in my lungs
Left follows left
Left follows right
And all the time I'm thinking
Christ, where's my bag? And where's my sleeve?
My sleeve, my sleeve

Take that chance
One more time
Shout it clear
London's mine
Raise them kids
Decorate that line
Stick that trust, you're dangerous
Whoa, London's mine!