London

London
Smoke, lingers 'round your fingers
Train, heave on - to Euston
Do you think you've made
The right decision this time?
You left, your tired family grieving
And you think they're sad because you're leaving

But didn't you see the jealousy in the eyes
Of the ones who had to stay behind?
And do you think you've made
The right decision in this time?
You left, your girlfriend on the platform
With the really ragged notion that you'll return
But she knows, that when he goes
He really goes, so do you think you've made
The right decision this time?
Ahh!