How can they be tired of England?   They'll never know the England that we know   Never know where the ones with the dreams go, no   Never notice the skies with their eyes down low      We'll never be tired of England   United in rain in the cities   To channel the pain and the pity's woe   To carry them back to the place below      With the blues, the greys, the green, the brown,   To lonely nights uptown   Don't let them bring you down   Lonely nights uptown   Don't let them bring us down, no      How can they be tired of London?   The sense in the air on a warm day   Generation of hope that sees better days   But moving along in the same old ways      We'll never be tired of London   From Clerkenwell into the city   The state of the roofs is a pity though   Generations all cramped with their kids in tow      With the blues, the greys, the green, the brown,   To lonely nights uptown   Don't let them bring you down   Lonely nights uptown   Don't let them bring us down, no      While the Queen of England sits on her throne   Off bingo cards and chicken bones      Don't drink yourself to a lonely death   In casinos on crystal meth   Don't drink yourself to a lonely death   In casinos on crystal meth      So sing your song of Banbury Cross   Don't breathe a word about your loss   Don't trust Old Nick to fall on dawn   Half sized cars and top shelf porn      How can they be tired of England?   How can they be tired of England?   How can they be tired of England?   How can they be tired of England?