Lyrics London - Benjamin Clementine

Now as he sits on the back of this grey caravan
Tomorrow he will probably be
Jumping Parisian metro barriers with a bottle in his hand

Sparkling, sparkling water mixed with peaches and ram
Honestly I don't drink but if i did this will be my favourite punch
He said

Walk out the door with her he could see everyone
Dressed in black a class that seem far too fetched

She said, "Look at you, look at you, your game is over
The cup is full, your cup is full, stop praying for more exposure"

"It is obvious that you are trying
Dubious stop or you will die here
You are pretending, but no one is buying"

London, London, London is calling you
What are you waiting for, what you searching for?
London, London, London is all in you
Why are you denying the truth?
"I might, I might, I might be boring you" he said
"Although it's not clear as the morning dew
When my preferred ways are not happening
I won't underestimate whom I am capable of becoming"

History will be made today, is written boldly on his face
So clear you could hardly miss it, you could hardly miss it

For transcending the barriers of yesterday was and is the dream
On a road where Cleopatra comes and goes
Like fishes caught in ponds then thrown back for fun

She said "Look at you, look at you, just pick a fleet
Your cup is full, your cup is full, what have you not achieved?"

"It is obvious that you are trying
Dubious stop or you will die here
You are pretending but no one is buying"

London, London, London is calling you
What are you waiting for, what you searching for?
London, London, London is all in you
Why are you denying the truth?
"I might I might I might be boring you", he said
"Although it's not clear as the morning due
When my preferred ways are not happening
I won't underestimate who I am capable of becoming"