[Flavor Flav sample] Bass for your face, London! Everybody in the house make some NOISE! [crowd makes some noise] [Chorus 2X] "Base for your face, b-
eyes Guerrilla operator ain't heard of cool Check out any wall One hundred punks rule One hundred punks rule A hundred punks run with London town Down
eyes Guerilla operator ain't heard of cool Check out any wall...one hundred punks rule One hundred punks rule! A hundred punks run with London town
eyes Guerilla operator ain't heard of cool Check out any wall - one hundred punks rule One hundred punks rule A hundred punks run with london town Down
it at the five and dime Played it til my fingers bled Was the summer of '69 Me and some guys from school Had a band and we tried real hard Jimmy quit
? Wow Stop now, what's that sound? Everybody look what's going down Stop now, what's that sound? Wow London bridge is falling down Thank you Mr. Jimmy
The switchblade girls, line 'em up in L.A. Everybody came here from somewhere to play They wear their guitars low just like jimmy page Well, I've been to London
- ("Uncovered" show at Ronnie Scott's Jazz Club, London - 1/31/95) (From the "A Change Of Seasons" EP) i. "The Rover" - Jimmy Page and Robert Plant (Led
the group. (? ): Jimmy you need some discipline Fz: Jimmy carl(? ) for your own good, that here in london you're not gonna get any pussy unless you
Now I write this from the plane Drinking cheap champagne Wonderin' why two people got so far apart I wish you were here (here in london where the rain
They made front pages in the news not long ago Oh, but now they're just part of a crowd And I wonder where they all are now Where have all the swinging Londoners
, Monte Carlo was ill Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill In London
loose off the claps ya see That keeps you boogie 'n happily Voice ya opinion, it's the rhythm I'm lendin' The message I'm sendin' from London to Linley
So I put a record on the stereo Just to pass this night away It's twelve'o'clock, I can see them now They're dancing the night away Little Jimmy's dressed
Blood on the walls, of London Town Satan's evil in a nylon gown Evil cakes Fiery Lakes Nanageddon's coming with a demon in a wig Evil cakes Fiery Lakes
The rocks on my watch, make the haters wanna kill me The hundred round drum on my gun so dumb That it will fly yo head all the way to London I'm sick