London You're A Lady Lyrics - Pogues

Ah london you're a lady 

Laid out before my eyes 

Your heart of gold it pulses 

Between your scarred up thighs 

Your eyes are full of sadness 

Red busses skirt your hem 

Your head-dress is a ring of lights 

But I would not follow them 

Your architects were madmen 

Your builders sane but drunk 

Among your faded jewels 

Shine acid house and punk 

You are a scarlet lady 

Your streets run red with blood 

Oh my darling they have used you 

And covered you with mud 

It was deep down in your womb my love 

I drank my quart of sin 

While chinamen played cards and draughts 

And knocked back mickey finns 

Your piss is like a river 

Its scent is beer and gin 

Your hell is in the summer 

And you blossom in the spring 

September is your purgatory 

Christmas is your heaven 

And when the stinking streets of summer 

Are washed away by rain 

At the dark end of a lonely street 

That's where you lose your pain 

'tis then your eyes light up my love 

And sparkle once again