Here is London
Giddy London
Is it home of the free
Or what?
Can you squeeze me
Into an empty page of your diary
And psychologically save me
I've got faith in you
I sense the power in your fingers
Within an hour that power
Can totally destroy me
Or it could save my life
Here is London
Home of the brash, outrageous and free
You are repressed
But you're remarkably dressed, -is it real?
And you're just too busy
Busy, busy
Busy clippers, oh
Hairdresser on fire
All around Sloane Square
And you're just too busy
To see me
"Busy, busy" oh, oh
Hairdresser on fire
Oh, oh
Was the client over-cautious
He made you nervous
And when he said: "I'm gonna sue you"
I really felt for you hmmm
So can you squeeze me
Into an empty page of your diary
And supernaturally change me
Change me, change
Here is London
Home of the brash, outrageous and free
You are repressed
But you're remarkably dressed, -is it real?
Oh
And you're just too busy
Busy scissors
Busy, busy oh, oh
Hairdresser on fire
All around Sloane Square
And you're just too busy
To see me
Busy clippers, oh, oh
Hairdresser on fire, oh