Hawkboy - Mother London lyrics

I was a seventh son, of a seventh son We are offspring of Mother London She was a holy nun, drawing her gun One more falls for Mother London We got bored on the western shore Nailed together all the boards Sailed on home And I will tell you and I won't lie No I didn't cry when I got to where she now lies I know you can't k** Mother London I got her way down in my brain to my blood No I'm not alone I'm just one son of Mother London One son of Mother London I was a seventh son, of a seventh son, oh! Seventh son, offspring of Mother London