Edgy Productions Ltd - This Is London

Verse 1 Everyone knows money don’t grow on trees.
That would be goin’ too far!
Round ‘ere you tighten your belt, face the squeeze.
Course, it depends who you are!
If you’re a toff and respected round town,
The chance is you live somewhere posh.
But if you’re ‘nobody’, life gets you down,
Tryin’ to eek out your dosh!

Chorus This is London! Don’t trust the things people say.
It’s all rubbish! We know – we’re ’ere every day!
Noisy, dirty – streets paved wiv gold? What a laugh!
It’s a rat -’ole! Luxury? Don’t be so daft!

Verse 2
Too many ’orses and carts on the road,
Leavin’ big piles of manure!
Still, bring a bucket and take ‘ome a load!
Could be quite useful, I’m sure! (raucous laughter)
Too many people wiv’ too little room,
Ain’t got a penny to spare.
’Ang around gripin’ to lighten the gloom!
Talk don’t cost nuffin’, so there!

Chorus This is London….

Verse 3 Takin’ you in is a pastime for some.
Be careful who you believe!
We knew a geezer who stole from ’is mum!
Mind you, she was quite naïve! (raucous laughter again)
If you came ‘ere to seek fortune, that’s tough,
Pack up your bags and go ’ome!
London’s a rip-off – it’s risky and rough,
Giving us good cause to moan!

Chorus This is London…. x2

Written by:
Andrew Oxspring, Ian Faraday

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