London's fine
Did my time
Threshed the truth
Out the lie
Snowman cold
Pigeon holed
Cooed to death
Pilgrim soul
Curtain closed
System froze
Wait for me
Braver be
Dragged old man
Kissed and ran
Licked away
Our spray tan
Living in America
Living in America
London's fun
Been and done
One for all
All for one
Hit the town
Fit the crown
Heavy head
Hanging down
If you don't know
We will not go
Turning your tricks like a newborn gangster
You need not be
Born wealthy
If you care
You're the heir
Living in America
Living in America
A young wind blows
Through your hair
Bald or grey
Some of them stayed
You're about as old
As the last day
You felt young
I dare say
If you don't know
We will not go
Turning your tricks like a newborn gangster
You need not be
Born wealthy
If you care
You're the heir
Living in America
Living in America
Living in America
Living in America