I must leave London.
It is bad for my soul.
It's making a hole that will erode me.
I cannot subscribe.
I cannot tow the line.
And Robert Elms, you're selectively blind.
She shall not miss me and I care not 'cos she's doing me in and she's wearing me thin.
A last goodbye to the Boundary Estate - you stole my heart in Summer rain.
A last goodbye to the Boundary Estate - you stole my nerve but never again.
She shall not miss me and I care not 'cos she's doing me in and she's wearing me thin.
Where the Queen makes way for the Burger King.
Goodbye to the stench.
Goodbye to the din.
It is bad for my soul.
It's making a hole that will erode me.
I cannot subscribe.
I cannot tow the line.
And Robert Elms, you're selectively blind.
She shall not miss me and I care not 'cos she's doing me in and she's wearing me thin.
A last goodbye to the Boundary Estate - you stole my heart in Summer rain.
A last goodbye to the Boundary Estate - you stole my nerve but never again.
She shall not miss me and I care not 'cos she's doing me in and she's wearing me thin.
Where the Queen makes way for the Burger King.
Goodbye to the stench.
Goodbye to the din.