I heard the grass was greener, on the other side, so I got on a plane off I went, to see what I could find. With a couple of grand and no certain plans, I was off to discover another land. But little did I know that wherever I'd go, I'd still rather be in my home town
London! It's where I'm from. It's London! It's where I belong. It's London! It's a part of me, and London belongs to me
Laying there on Bondi Beach, thinking about Southend on sea, Sunday night down the Elephant's Head, or a secret Sparrer bridgehouse gig. Match day pint down at The Queens, or Carnaby Street skinhead meet. There's no place on Earth I'd rather be, than back home in old Blighty
London! It's where I'm from. It's London! It's where I belong. It's London! It's a part of me, and London belongs to me
A few months have passed and the novelty's gone, I'd do anything to be back in the sun. It's been pissing it down and my job's gone to sh*t. Don't know how much longer I can deal with it. Prices too high,wages too low, and I'm still stuck here on mile end road. But there is one thing that brings a smile to my face, knowing that I found my place
London! It's where I'm from. It's London! It's where I belong. It's London! It's a part of me, and London belongs to me London! It's where I'm from. It's London! It's where I belong. It's London! It's a part of me, and London belongs to me