Tom: Em
Introdução: Em Em Em Em F F F F
Em F
London calling to the faraway towns
Em G
Now war is declared, and battle come down
Em F
London calling to the underworld
Em G
Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls
Em F
London calling, now don't look to us
Em G
Phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust
Em F
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
Em G
'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing
Em G
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Em G
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin
Em G
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
Em D (let ring)
Em F
London calling to the imitation zone
Em G
Forget it, brother, you can go it alone
Em F
London calling to the zombies of death
Em G
Quit holding out, and draw another breath
Em F
London calling, and I don't wanna shout
Em G
But while we were talking, I saw you nodding out
Em F
London calling, see we ain't got no high
Em G
Except for that one with the yellowy eyes
Em G
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Em G
Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin
Em G
A nuclear error, but I have no fear
Em D (let ring)
Em G
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Em G
Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin
Em G
A nuclear error, but I have no fear
Em D (let ring)
Em F
Now get this
Em F
London calling, yes, I was there, too
Em G
An' you know what they said? Well, some of it was true!
Em F
London calling at the top of the dial
Em G
After all this, won't you give me a smile?
Em F
London calling
Em
I never felt so much alike [fading] alike alike alike