Since it appears to be odd song and lyric week here at the Hedgehog, it seemed appropriate to share this. It seems to sum up exactly the kind of little sick world brooding inside the M25. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I don’t like London – well not all of the time anyway. But in the winter, it’s horrible.

London never sleeps, it just sucks
The life out of me
And the money from my pocket
London always creeps, showbiz hugs
The life out of me
Have some dignity honey
Euston, Paddington train station please
Make the red lights turn green
Endlessly

My black cab rolls through the neon disease
Endlessly, endlessly
London never sleeps, it sucks
The life out of me
Show some dignity honey
Sushi bars, wet fish it just sucks
The life out of me
And the money from my pocket
Euston, Paddington train station please
Make the red lights turn green
Endlessly

My black cab rolls through the neon disease
Endlessly, endlessly
I come alive outside the M25
I won’t drink the poison Thames
I’ll chase the sun out West

Londinium
Euston, Paddington train station please
Make the red lights turn green
Endlessly
My black cab rolls through the neon disease
Endlessly, endlessly
I come alive
I come alive

I found the lyrics first and then the song which is an odd way to add music to the I-Prodder, but that’s the topsy-tervy technological world we live in nowadays. And of course you’ll know who it is because you got Buggles for God’s sake and this is far easier.

I also came across a fantastic quote to test a city “No city should be so big that a man cannot walk out of it in a morning.”

Quite right too.