Stop - what's that sound It's the d**h rattle of this rusty old town Stop - listen again It's the sound of laughter all along the thames Hey - what's my line Do i have to stay here 'til the end of time I'm - good lookin' and bright I wanna see life after ten at night So if they ask you where i am I'm in the back of a transit van In a squat on the earls court road Gone down to london turning coal into gold Down to london - down to london Gone down to london to be the king Hey - what's your name The boys back home all seem to look the same You - should stick with me And one of us will make it, just you see Stop - what's that sound Seems like the sixties are still swingin' around Hey - can you hear me back there Or is there anybody left to care So if you ask me where they are They're hanging tough in a soho bar Playing guitars in the underground Gone down to london tryin' to chase that sound Down to london - down to london Gone down to london to be the king So i ask you should i cry or laugh Drinking tea in a kings cross caff A leather jacket against the cold Gone down to london turning coal into gold Down to london - down to london Gone down to london to be the king