![]() I Hear London CallingA Poem by felioness![]() punk, poem, songs, fun![]() I saw the card cheat collecting money In his brand new Cadillac Gotta leave New York City and This time I’m never coming back ...I hear London calling… The Big Apple can be hateful And even though I’m not down I’m sick and goddamned tired Of this self-absorbed and messed up town ...I hear London calling… I don’t wanna wrong ‘em boyo But a clamp-down is on the way Since Jimmy Jazz left the band Things just haven’t been the same ...I hear London calling … Now Rudie can’t fail ... Yet that chicken a*s still won’t go I said "dude it’s death or glory So come on let’s hit the road" "... I hear London calling…" But Rudie's riding with the Four Horsemen Koka Kola as sure as hell He’d get lost in a supermarket And still think he was doin well ...I hear London calling … Me..well, I’ve got the right profile The guns of Brixton better stand aside! Spanish bombs are gonna pop When Britain sees these fingers fly ...I hear London calling … I know I didn’t train in vain Lover’s rock when my guitar sings I’m gonna blow their merry English minds Makin love to these six strings! ... I hear London calling … © 2017 felionessAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on July 2, 2017 Last Updated on October 3, 2017 AuthorfelionessSaskatchewan, CanadaAboutI live in Saskatchewan, Canada. I am a daydreamer who lives to write. I live quietly sharing my home with two dogs and three cats. more..Writing
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