Riding through the city on my bike all day.
Cause the filth took away my license.
It doesn’t get me down and I feel okay.
Cause the sights that I’m seeing are priceless.
Everything seems to look as it should.
But I wonder what goes on behind doors.
A fella looking dapper and he’s sittin with a slapper.
Then I see it’s a pimp and his crack whore.

You might laugh, you might frown.
Walkin’ round London town.
Sun is in the sky.
Oh why, oh why would I wanna be anywhere else?
Sun is in the sky.
Oh why, oh why would I wanna be anywhere else?
When you look with your eyes.
Everything seems nice.
But if you look twice.
You can see it’s all lies.

LDN
Lily Allen (2006), Alright, Still