Sarah Siddons overlooking the motorway
Paddington Green certainly isn't what it used to be
Got a feeling, London is calling me
Or could it be that I'm simply trying to run away?
I took the veil, I took the veil at Liberty
And bought a scarf, now I'm fully covered, ya see
But I don't think I can hide my ecstasy
Thinking of you up on Belsize Park, thinking of me
'Cause I'm a roman-, romantical man
Can't be pedantic (if you gotta look it up, the definition)
'Cause I'm a roman-, romantical man
Wish I was sarcastic
But I'm feeling it, like every second
We're all surrounded by shards of glass and not masonry
Perfectly reflecting what we don't wanna see
And the classical critics can't stand a melody
I only ask what brought you to the opera firstly
Mother, can you hear me, I'm calling you!
Mother, can you hear me, I've made it through
But the temperature is rising
The water's high
The forests they are dying
But just for tonight
I'm a roman-, romantical man
Tonight the ship will set sail from the sand
Can't be pedantic (if you gotta look it up, the definition)
Wish I was sarcastic
But I'm feeling it, like every second
Sarah Siddons overlooking the motorway...