The Times — This Is London

[Verse 1] I'm walking in the streets of Battersea In search of happiness But all I find is misery In this London borough mess My very best friend deserted me For someone else today She met a small-time insurance broker And they'll be married by next May [Verse 2] We had some rows and we had some scenes But a couple of laughs as well And everything seemed just like it should That's what I thought myself But now I see how wrong I was And crying won't make it better 'Cos life's got nothing left for me Since the day I cried forever [Chorus] This is London Your own London [Verse 3] I stumble into a café In search of a little chat The conversation, tea and scones But nothing came of that' Cause now I'm stuffed to talk to anyone no more In case you're one of them You're the motion from another world And they're the real men [Verse 4] The Leicester Square and Soho lights Confuse my confused thoughts I'm stopped and asked for directions By an American tourist in shorts I've had enough, I can't take any more I'll go round to her flat And tell her there's nothing left for me Since the day I cried forever [Chorus] This is London Your own London This is London Your own London This is London Your own London This is London Your own London