The London Eye Letra

You could almost see the squats in Hackney

If it wasn't for the office blocks in between.

You can almost hear the cheerful cockneys

Singing “Knees-Up Mother Brown” all day

& weasels going pop down Walford Market

It's just Canary Wharf gets in the way.



When you're riding on the London Eye

When you're riding on the London Eye

You'll be flying high in the sky

Riding on the London Eye.



The bloke who's tired of London's tired of living

It's Jack The Ripper every other day,

There's pubs & clubs & pubs, & big red busses,

& France is just a Eurostar away.

When it comes to culture, why there's Wembley,

& when it comes to farce, well there's Whitehall,

& when it comes to show-biz, there's Lloyd Webber,

'Course once you've seen one show you've seen 'em all...



Up here even Parliament looks pretty,

& the gherkin it looks good enough to eat.

You can't see what they're up to in The City

& the consequences sleeping on the street

This must be what it's like to be old Nelson,

Stuck with the hoi-polloi below

& also it reminds you of the M25,

The way the bloomin thing goes round so slowly