Goodnight Children Everywhere - The Times

Business suits get off the train

They don’t see who they’re knocking down

The injured clowns

People stare and wonder

How they get to be the way they are

And who they are

The victims of the timewarp

That never kept its promise

It leaves them marooned and helpless

As they struggle in their vomit

Don’t believe in dreams of London

Goodnight children evrywhere

Have you seen th beautiful people

Waving their belts high in the air

Tatty flairs and a dirty scruffy

Sequined jacket maintains that dream

A far out theme

Dylan never saved us

And The Beatles sold us out

Man I need a fix, not just for kicks

They fall and trip and trip and fall

Like a circus presentation

Naive survivors of

The Love Decade’s generation

Don’t believe in dreams of London

Sleep tight children everywhere

Have you seen the beautiful people

Waving their belts high in the air

This is London

Your own London

This is London

Your own London