Love letter to...
Love letter to London
Don't listen to them, they don't know what they're saying
Love letter to London
We'll drink vodka and milk, till they go away
Send us a postcard, a photo of you on the run
They said that they loved you, but they used you as a playground
When they were young
Love letter to...
Train leaves Guildford station
Crack open my first midweek afternoon
Woking, Surbiton, Hersham, Wimbledon central, then Waterloo
Love letter to London
Send us a postcard, where have you gone?
Those dirty stopouts treated you like a hotel
When they were young
I'm not frightend, I'm no longer tired of life
But the grass is greener in the English countryside
Boys in the wilderness cries out from time to time
It says off the dial, in my country pile
Young couples with children
Leave the big city ,will never see them again
It's just like the blitz, the countryside grows
With the stress and the strain
So don't send us a postcard
We like it here now that you're gone
They said that they loved you, but they used you as a playground
When they were young
They said that they love, but they used you as a playground
When they were young
Love letter to..
Love letter to London