Em
C
Em
C
Em
C
Em
C
Em
C
Em
C
Em
C
Em
C
Em
C
London calling to the faraway towns
G
Now that war is declared and battle come down
Em
C
London calling to the underworld
G
Come out of the cupboard, all you boys and girls
Em
C
London calling, now don’t look to us
G
Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust
Em
C
London calling, see we ain’t got no swing
G
Except 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
Em7
D
Cuz London is drowning and I live by the river
Em
C
London calling to the imitation zone
G
Forget it brother, you can got it alone
Em
C
London calling to the zombies of death
G
Quit holding out and draw another breath
Em
C
London calling and I don’t wanna shout
G
But while we were talking I saw you noddin’ out
Em
C
London calling, see we ain’t got no highs
G
Except for that one with the yellowy eyes
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
Em7
D
Cuz London is drowning and I live by the river
Em
Am7
G
Am7
Em
Am7
G
Am7
Em
Am7
G
Am7
Em
Am7
G
Am7
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
Em7
D
Cuz London is drowning and I live by the river
Em
C
London calling, yes I was there too
G
An’ you know what they said, well some of it was true!
Em
C
London calling at the top of the dial
G
An’ after all this, won’t you give me a smile?
Em
Em7
C
D
Am7
G
