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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 girls

London calling, now don't look to us
Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust





London calling, see we ain't got no swing
'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing


London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, you can go it alone







London calling to the zombies of death
Quit holding out and draw another breath

London calling and I don't want to shout
But when we were talking I saw you nodding out
London calling,…