London Stone

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Fare thee well, old city, these 
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changes no one needs,
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Your office blocks stand empty, 
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whose walls reflect our greed.
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We swept away your markets, we 
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lost the Walbrook pipes,
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We build on open spaces
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We spit upon your lives.
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Oh God Bless Rainham Marshes, to 
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fight the bricks and steel
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A pox on those whose profit sees 
them
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Pouring concrete spew where once 
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were fields,
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Once were fields.

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Once were fields.
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Still in quiet corners the dead are 
sleeping sound,
Behind the broken hoardings, yours 
for just one pound.
They'll move the bones discreetly, 
and stack the gravestones well,
And once a year you'll earn the 
right to see your father's 
consecrated hell,
Consecrated Hell
Consecrated Hell

The air is getting thinner, the cars
 are slowing down,
The dogs are going hungry, I love my
 fair hometown
My heart is hanging heavy, don't 
leave me on my own,
'Cos when I die, I'll need a friend
To carve my name and dates in London
 Stone,
London Stone.
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