London lyrics

Now as he sits in the back of the grey caravan

Tomorrow he’ll probably be jumping parisian metro barriers

With a bottle in his hands

Sparkling, sparkling water mixed with peaches and rum

Honestly I don’t drink but if I did this would be my favourite punch, he said

Walk out the door with her

He could see everyone dressed in black

A class that seem too far, too fetched

She said look at you, look at you, the game is over

Your cup is full, your cup is full

Stop praying for more exposure

It is obvious that you are trying

Dubious, stop or you die here

You are pretending but no one is buying

London, London, London is calling you

What are you waiting for? What you searching for?

London, London, London is all in you

Why are you denying the truth?

I might, I might, I might be boring you, he said

Although it’s not clear as the morning dew

Though my preferred ways are not happening

I won’t underestimate who I am capable of becoming

'History will be made today' is written boldly on his face

So clear you could hardly miss it, you could hardly miss it

For transcending the barriers of yesterday was and is the dream

On a road where Cleopatra comes and goes like fishes caught in ponds

Then thrown back for fun

She said look at you, look at you, just pick a fleet

Your cup is full, your cup is full

What have you not yet achieved?

It is obvious that you are trying

Dubious, stop or you die here

You are pretending but no one is buying

London, London, London is calling you

What are you waiting for? What you searching for?

London, London, London is all in you

Why are you denying the truth?

I might, I might, I might be boring you, he said

Although it’s not clear as the morning dew

Though my preferred ways are not happening I won’t underestimate

Who I am capable of becoming

• Artist:Benjamin Clementine
• Album:At Least For Now