| Song | Down To London |
| Artist | Joe Jackson |
| Album | The Very Best Of |
| 作词 : Jackson | |
| Stop - what's that sound | |
| It's the death rattle of this rusty old town | |
| Stop - listen again | |
| It's the sound of laughter all along the thames | |
| Hey - what's my line | |
| Do i have to stay here 'til the end of time | |
| I'm - good lookin' and bright | |
| I wanna see life after ten at night | |
| So if they ask you where i am | |
| I'm in the back of a transit van | |
| In a squat on the earls court road | |
| Gone down to london turning coal into gold | |
| Down to london - down to london | |
| Gone down to london to be the king | |
| Hey - what's your name | |
| The boys back home all seem to look the same | |
| You - should stick with me | |
| And one of us will make it, just you see | |
| Stop - what's that sound | |
| Seems like the sixties are still swingin' around | |
| Hey - can you hear me back there | |
| Or is there anybody left to care | |
| So if you ask me where they are | |
| They're hanging tough in a soho bar | |
| Playing guitars in the underground | |
| Gone down to london tryin' to chase that sound | |
| Down to london - down to london | |
| Gone down to london to be the king | |
| So i ask you should i cry or laugh | |
| Drinking tea in a kings cross caff | |
| A leather jacket against the cold | |
| Gone down to london turning coal into gold | |
| Down to london - down to london | |
| Gone down to london to be the king |
| zuò cí : Jackson | |
| Stop what' s that sound | |
| It' s the death rattle of this rusty old town | |
| Stop listen again | |
| It' s the sound of laughter all along the thames | |
| Hey what' s my line | |
| Do i have to stay here ' til the end of time | |
| I' m good lookin' and bright | |
| I wanna see life after ten at night | |
| So if they ask you where i am | |
| I' m in the back of a transit van | |
| In a squat on the earls court road | |
| Gone down to london turning coal into gold | |
| Down to london down to london | |
| Gone down to london to be the king | |
| Hey what' s your name | |
| The boys back home all seem to look the same | |
| You should stick with me | |
| And one of us will make it, just you see | |
| Stop what' s that sound | |
| Seems like the sixties are still swingin' around | |
| Hey can you hear me back there | |
| Or is there anybody left to care | |
| So if you ask me where they are | |
| They' re hanging tough in a soho bar | |
| Playing guitars in the underground | |
| Gone down to london tryin' to chase that sound | |
| Down to london down to london | |
| Gone down to london to be the king | |
| So i ask you should i cry or laugh | |
| Drinking tea in a kings cross caff | |
| A leather jacket against the cold | |
| Gone down to london turning coal into gold | |
| Down to london down to london | |
| Gone down to london to be the king |