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Em Fmaj London calling to the faraway towns G Now that war is declared-and battle come down Em Fmaj London calling to the underworld G Come out of the cupboard, all you boys and girls Em Fmaj London calling, now don't look at us G All that phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust Em Fmaj London calling, see we ain't got no swing G 'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing Em G The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in Em G Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin Em G A nuclear error, but I have no fear D London is drowning-and I live by the river Em Fmaj x2 Em Fmaj London calling to the imitation zone G Forget it, brother, an' go it alone Em Fmaj London calling upon the zombies of death G Quit holding out-and draw another breath Em Fmaj London calling-and I don't wanna shout G But when we were talking-I saw you nodding out Em Fmaj London calling, see we ain't got no highs G Except for that one with the yellowy eyes Solo: Em, Fmaj G Em Fmaj London calling, I was there, too Em Fmaj An' you know what baby? Well, some of it was true! Em Fmaj London calling at the top of the dial Em Fmaj After all this, won't you give me a smile? Em Fmaj x4 London Calling Em I never felt so much a' like
Written by Bruce Springsteen
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