London Calling
Lyrics
London calling to the faraway towns Now war is declared and battle come down London calling to the underworld Come out of the cupboard,you boys and girlsfull lyrics...
London calling to the faraway towns Now war is declared and battle come down London calling to the underworld Come out of the cupboard,you boys and girlsfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
electric rock instrumentationpunk influences
a subtle use of vocal harmony
repetitive melodic phrasing
minor key tonality
an electric guitar solo
a gravelly male vocalist
an aggressive male vocalist
an unintelligible vocal delivery
angry lyrics
political lyrics
a mid-tempo shuffle feel
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Now get this Now war is declared and battle come down 'Cause London is drowning I, I live by the river Songwriters: Mick Jones, John Mellor 'Cause London is drowning I, I live by the river Engines stop running, but I have no fear The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in Come out of the cupboard,you boys and girls Forget it, brother, you can go at it alone 'Cause London is drowning I live by the river The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin Except for the reign of that truncheon thing Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust London calling, yes I was there too The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in London calling at the top of the dial London calling to the underworld London calling and I don't wanna shout London calling, see we ain't got no swing London Calling London calling, see we ain't got no high Publisher: NINEDEN LTD An' you know what they said, well, some of it was true A nuclear error, but I have no fear London calling, now don't lecture us Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin Except for that one with the yellowy eyes London calling to the imitation zone But while we were talking I saw you running out Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin Quit holding out and draw another breath And after all this, won't you give me a smile? A nuclear error, but I have no fear London calling to the faraway towns I never felt so much alive London calling to the zombies of death






