Sol Invictus Still Born Summer
[Intro]
Some still born summer
Lot of Gods on suburban lawns
We strangled tramps and fed them to the Thames
So the city would be reborn
Some were given in pieces
Some we gave were whole
That the Gods would be sated
And the city would have gold
For the while it worked and we prospered
Though seems tramps would no longer do
So with much regret we must inform
That we have chosen you
Lot of Gods on suburban lawns
We stranglеd tramps and fed them to the Thamеs
So the city would be reborn
Some were given in pieces
Some we gave were whole
That the Gods would be sated
And the city would have gold
For the while it worked and we prospered
Though seems tramps would no longer do
So with much regret we must inform
That we have chosen you
[Verse]
London Bridge is falling down
My fair lady
Build it up with wood and clay
My fair lady
Wood and clay will wash away
My fair lady
Build it up with bricks and mortar
My fair lady
Bricks and mortar will not stay
My fair lady
Build it up with iron and steel
My fair lady
Iron and steel will bend and bow
My fair lady
Build it up with silver and gold
My fair lady
Silver and gold will be stolen away
My fair lady
Set a man to watch all night
My fair lady
Suppose the man should fall asleep?
My fair lady
Give him a pipe to smoke all night
My fair lady
[Outro]
London Bridge is falling down
My fair lady
London Bridge is falling down
London Bridge is falling down (My fair lady)
London Bridge is falling down
London Bridge is falling down (My fair lady)
London Bridge is falling down
London Bridge is falling down (My fair lady)
London Bridge is falling down
London Bridge is falling down
London Bridge is falling down
London Bridge is falling down
