Jamie Campbell Bower - No place like London

I have sailed the world
Beheld its wonders
From the Dardanelles
To the mountains of Peru
But there's no place like London!

No, there's no place like London

Mr. Todd?

You are young
Life has been kind to you
You will learn

There's a hole in the world like a great black pit
And the vermin of the world inhabit it
And its morals aren't worth
What a pig can spit
And it goes by the name of London
At the top of the hole sit the previlaged few
Making mock of the vermin in the lonely zoo
Turning beauty to filth and greed
I too have sailed the world and seen its wonders
For the cruelty of men
Is as wonderous as Peru
But there's no place like London!

Is everything alright Mr. Todd?

I beg your indulgence, Anthony...
My mind is far from easy
In these once familiar streets
I feel shadows everywhere...
Every last one of 'em

There was a barber and his wife
And she was beautiful
A foolish barber and his wife
She was his reason and his life
And she was beautiful
And she was virtuous
And he was naive There was another man who saw
That she was beautiful
A pious vulture of the law
Who, with a gesture of his claw
Removed the barber from his plate!
Then there was nothing but to wait!
And she would fall!
So soft!
So young!
So lost
And oh, so beautiful!

The lady, sir, did she succumb?

Ah, that was many years ago
I doubt if anyone would know

I'd like to thank you, Antony
If you hadn't spotted me
I'd be lost in the ocean still

Will I see you again?

You may find me
If you like
Around Fleet Street
I wouldn't wander

Till then, my friend

There's a hole in the world like a great black pit
And it's filled with people
Who are filled with shit
And the vermin of the world inhabit it