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London is my town
But now the wise man stays underground
Above the crawlers creep
And steal our spirit while we sleep
Ancient photograph
In sepia days our mothers laughed
But now the face is blank
They take it all and give none back
I'm gonna leave it to the dogs
Let them pick the bones
Gonna leave it to the dogs
I'm going home
Beneath the skin of saints
Little devils warm their way
Into our sacred heart
And so the seed that tears us apart
I'm gonna leave it to the dogs
Let them pick the bones
Gonna leave it to the dogs
I'm going home
London is my town
But now the wise man stays underground
Above the creepers crawl
And tear the house down wall to wall
I'm gonna leave it to the dogs
Let them pick the bones
Gonna leave it to the dogs
I'm going home
Leave it to the dogs
Let them pick the bones
Leave it to the dogs
I'm going home