The sirens' risin'nThere's a distant blues dance on a crowded streetnThe temperature's a-risin'nSoon you're gonna be runnin' down nnThose burnin' streets, come onnThe century that's hardly on its feetnAnd the late news breaks earlynDoes the sun rise from the west or from the east?nAn' it takes every day to be survivin' in the citynnLondon is burnin'; don't tell the QueennSomebody tried to speak garage and they burnt down Bethnal GreennPiccadilly's yearning, like a reggae beat nSoon you're gonna be runnin' downnnThose burnin' streets, come onnAnd you're waitin' for your flag to be unfurlednAnd the late news breaks earlynSo how should life be lived around the world?n(If London is burnin')nnAn' it takes every day to be survivin' in the citynReady to face that dawn with no pity, come on! nYeah, ah-come on (London is burnin') nYeah, ah-come on (London is burnin')nn(Soon you're gonna be run down)n(Soon you're gonna be run down)nThose burnin' streets, come on!nDoes the universal cop have a beat?nAnd the late news breaks earlynDid you ever buy that bar on Lucky Street?nnAn' it takes every day to be survivin' in the citynReady to face that dawn with no pity, come on!nYeah, ah-come on (London is burnin')nYeah, ah-come on (London is burnin')nnToo many guns in this damn townnAt the supermarket, you gotta duck downnBaby flak jackets on the merry-go-roundn(London is burnin')nThere's too many guns in this damn townn(London is burnin')nBaby flak jackets on the merry-go-roundn(London is burnin')nToo many guns in this damn townn(London is burnin')nBaby flak jackets on the merry-go-roundn(London is burnin')