>> home : lyrics : london town - c'mon down We got it down, we got it down We got it down, in London Town We got it down, we got it down We got it down, in London Town Down, down, down, down, down, down Down in London Town Dig this and dig that Dig the thin and dig the fat Dig the boys and dig the girls Dig the straights and dig the curls Dig the future dig the past Dig the audience and cast Dig the sights dig the sounds Yeah dig this London town C'mon down (C'mon down to London Town) C'mon down (C'mon down) To London Town (To London Town) Electric light surrounding me Feel the electricity Feelin' up, gettin' higher Feed on my electric fire If you wanna get up, you gotta go down Get your fix on London Town So c'mon down, to London Town C'mon down (C'mon down to London Town) C'mon down (C'mon down) To London Town (To London Town) C'mon Down, we got it down We got it down, to London Town We got it down, we got it down We got it down, to London Town Down down down down down down down to London Town Down to London Town We got it down We got it down We got it down Down down We got it down Down down We got it down Down to London Town We got it down We got it down We got it down to London Town We got it down We got it down Down to London Town We got it down (down down) We got it down Down to London Town We got it down (down down) We got it down Down to London Town Down But for the fact that the eye can cease to respond The brain to absorb, the heart to miss a beat The spirit to launch itself on a hazard of speculation Then, surely, in the weird creatures that make up this dark hive called London Or for that matter the world There would lie spread before us every day such a scene As haunts the brains of madmen A delirium of heads and frames and hands A cavalcade hardly to be suffered For the very endlessness of its inventive fantasy C'mon down C'mon down C'mon down C'mon down C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon C'mon down C'mon C'mon down C'mon down Clay miracles float by in a hundred lights The eyes in constellations swarm through London Sight becomes cluttered There is no end to it Beneath the electric glare In fog; in downpour; in sunlight; in firelight In wind; at sunrise or at dusk There is no end

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