Goodbye London - Massive Ego

Not everything’s for sale

Not everything can be sold

Not everywhere and everyone

Are built in the same mould

Whilst loving it

Not loathing it

It’s really hard to believe

I’m still not bored

Of you yet London

I just feel the need to leave

Knock down it’s very centre

Rip the heart out

Oh, what’s the point?

Replacing all the signs

With the same old generic fonts

Goodbye London

You’re sky high city scape

Each time I leave you

Feels like the great escape

Not fallen out of

Still feel the love

But living inside

Fits like a glove

Goodbye London

Your city was once great

Your streets are paved with pastimes

Memories turned from dust to gold

It’s time all those city bankers

And the powers that be were told

It’s the artists and the underground

That stops the concrete from turning cold

That our lifestyle’s not for sale

And our living can’t be sold

I just want the imperfections

Grime and dirt with no perfections

Take me back I’ve no objections

I’m aroused

Like the places that’s best not mentioned

The sexy light show projections

With dirty lit attractions

Oh, wow