Текст песни London You're a Lady (2013 Mix) - The Pogues

Ah, London, you're a lady, laid out before my eyes
Your golden heart is pulsing between your scarred up thighs
Your eyes are full of sadness, red busses skirt your hem
Your head-dress is a ring of lights, but I would not follow them

Your architects were madmen
And your builders, sane but drunk
But I miss your fading jewels
Shine acid house and punk

You are a scarlet lady, your streets run red with blood
My darling, they have used you and covered you with mud
It was deep down in your womb, my love, I drank my quart of sin
Once, Chinamen played cards and draughts and knocked back Mickey Finns

Your piss is like a river, its scent is beer and gin
Your Hell is in the summer and you blossom in the spring
September is your purgatory, Christmas is your Heaven

When the stinking streets of summer are washed away by rain
At the dark end of a lonely street, that's where you lose your pain
'Tis then your eyes light up, my love, and sparkle once again