The sun dying on a dusty room   TV lying to me through the gloom   Even remote control   Can't change this mood      Get outta London, while the getting's good   Get outta London, while I know I could   Get outta London      Train's come just ride and believe   The engine running's all the music I need   I've got a fear of the past   And a hunger to feed      Get outta London and you shall be free   Get outta London and it's guaranteed   Get outta London      I walked the avenue of dumb signs   Meant nothing and it felt fine   Then I remembered what was really mine   A silver shiver running down my spine      Down where the streets are pave with sick schemes   The river's running like a snake through the dream   The politicians gaze across it's slime   I need another way to waste my time      Get outta London, get outta London      I saw the specter of charity   And he didn't seem too brotherly   Popping up what should be blown away   A brotherhood of man in disarray      I got hit by the dreamers disease, where by your big ideas   Don't make connection with your buckling knees   And saw the greed and we agreed that it sucked   But they said, "Don't laugh at money 'cause it's bad, bad luck"      Get outta London, get outta London   Get outta London, get outta London   Get out, get out, get out   Get outta London