London Loves - Blur

A malady hastaken him over

Coughing tar in his Japanese motor

The lights are magic

And he feels lucky

And he’s got money

Shoots like an arrow, oh London loves

The mystery of a speeding car

London loves

The misery of a speeding heart

It’s love you like and everyone’s at it And words are cheap when the mind it elastic

He loves the violence

Keeps ticking over

So sleep together

Before today is sold forever

London loves

The way people just fall apart

London loves

The way you just don’t stand a chance

London loves

The misery of a speeding heart

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh

Oh oh oh, oh ohoh

London loves

The mystery of a speeding car

London loves

The misery of a speeding heart

London loves

The mystery

Oh, hey, hey

London loves

The way people just fall apart

London loves

The way we just don’t stand a chance

London loves (always London loves!)

The speeding heart