London

Em
Em              C
London calling to the faraway towns
G
Now that war is declared-and battle 
come down
Em              C
London calling to the underworld
G
Come out of the cupboard, all you 
boys and girls
Em            C
London calling, now don't look at us
G
All that phoney beatlemania has 
bitten the dust
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Em             C
London calling, see we ain't got no 
swing
G
'cept for the ring of that truncheon
 thing

Chorus
Em                G
The ice age is coming, the sun is 
zooming in
Em                 G
Engines stop running and the wheat 
is growing thin
Em                 G
A nuclear error, but I have no fear
Em              D            Em
London is drowning-and I live by the
 river

London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, an' go it alone
London calling upon the zombies of 
death
Quit holding out-and draw another 
breath
London calling-and I don't wanna 
shout
But when we were talking-i saw you 
nodding out
London calling, see we ain't got no 
highs
Except for that one with the yellowy
 eyes
Chorus
For the outro just play the last 
line of the chorus.