Madness highway
Driving to the edge of fate
You say come what may
In our heyday we'd mould our world out of clay
Looks like the bed you made you'll lay
London's burning
Burning itself to the ground
Looks like we got nothing left to take
Oceans parting
Could you swim to the other side?
Or drown beneath the lies?
Little island thinks that it's a globe
Shuts its doors
It Implodes
Youth uprising
We don't want to go
If you shut your doors you implode
London's burning
London's burning
London's burning
Burning itself to the ground
To the ground
To the ground
London's burning
London's burning
London's burning
Burning itself to the ground
To the ground
Looks like we got nothing left to take
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