My heart is yearningIt seems the better takes a long time in comingWhen you see what's happeningAll over LondonWe're in a dread tribulationCause there is rising inflationThere is no work in North LondonDown in the Labrador or in the BrixtonOh, it's the same situationI know you feel it, West LondonIn the Shepherd's Bush or in the HalstonAll over LondonWellOh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohWee-oo-wee-ooOh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohWee-oo-wee-ooMy heart is bleedingIt seems the system is in need of reviewingBut when you see what's happeningAll over LondonWe're in a crucial positionSome of us can find accommodationNo, there's no homes in South LondonDown in the Battersea or in the CroydonThe youth, they cannot show their full potentialIn a little wish and moreover in one's worldIn a crippled wood or in a doll's penAll over LondonIn a crippled land and I'm holding down for justiceFor the truths and rights who leaves my soulIn a crippled land and I'm holding down for justiceA revolutionMust be the easing of some pressureYes, a revolutionIt is the wailing of the poorA revolutionA revolutionMy heart is hurtingIt seems things don't seem to be improvingLook what's happeningAll over LondonOh, and I check it, my brethrenOh, it's the same situationWhether down in the Labrador or in the PrincetonWe all suffer just like East LondonOh, what a dayWhat a situationDue to this rising inflationI know you're feelin' in a EnglandOh, there's no ease up in a regionThere are people down there falling down for justiceFor the truths and rights who leaves my soulPeople down there falling down for justiceFor the truths and rights who leaves my soulA revolutionA revolutionMust be the easing of the pressureYes, a revolutionIt is the wailing of the poorIt is the wailing of the poor*