LONDON ORBITAL

Feed those eyes with the dreams they have of life

S o, Jody styles her hair
She’s ready to go away
Going so far away
Far from yesterday

Oh and Tom, he loves his looks
Barely can read a book
Those books are no good for looks
La la la

They turn in space
In a state of grace
Oh, what are they waiting for?

Just say your name
Shout your dreams
It’s London’s youth own rules

Roll the dice and feed those eyes
With the dreams they have of life

And remind yourself of who you are
‘cos you better go!

Words: Cornel Lazar
Music: Serene

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