Cities on Fire

So fire it is

To make our dark streets clean again

Like a reset button on our lives

Like hands of God

Just dusting off the blackboard

And with all we've worked for gone

And all we cherished lost

We can start again

So play your violin

And breathe the sulphur in

Take it on the chin

As London sheds its skin

Play your violin

And try to hide your grin

As it burns away your sin

And London sheds its skin

Where are your churches and libraries?

Where are your books and your memories?

Oh

Oh, we burned it all

Oh, we burned it all