London's Burning

Intro: ) London's burning, London's burning, fetch the engines there's none left, London's burning, there's no learning here, it's just mindless pointless theft And call them home, secretary, call those children home, the police budget cut a little too close to the bone, And we will not tolerate behaviour of this violent sort, it's just not enough to cut one summer holiday short I'm none the wiser to what went through people's heads, as they donned their hoods and visors and tore london town to shreds, and I'm called a sympathiser cos I have the cheek to ask, what makes girls and boys decide to burn their city in a mask? what makes girls and boys decide to burn their city in a mask? London's burning, london's burning, call the coppers there's none left, London's burning, we're not for turning here, it's just thuggery and theft And call them home...... I'm none the wiser.... and I'm called a sympathiser when I have the cheek to ask... And I guess britain was broken long before britain was broke, And I'm told there is no context to a city lane in smoke, there is no politics to a youth devoid of empathy and hope, am I only the one getting the joke? I'm none the wiser.... 'citys'...