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歌詞

Space, place, face, halt, block Stop, sorry, we're coming in We Roman legions wend their way through Ever-widening roads of Empire Long straight tracks to new horizons Gilded in soft-tinted campfire Old Corinium Dobunnorum Durovernum Cantiacorum Bold Londinium offers voice in Market square and open forum Angles, Saxons, Danes and Normans On the whole, a curve of learning Alfie, great in spirit, battle, on Somerset Levels left cakes a-burning Willy Conker, work cut out, in Domesday Pages, marks our number Sheep and pigs amongst the hundreds Fat tithes and taxes to encumber Pizza palace, burger kingdom Cocaine cola, nylon stockings Playboy, Newsweek, Time and Life G.I. Joe, spam fritter shocking Cold War sparring, Langley spooking, Grosvenor Square (the London Station) Elvis hips and Monroe lips, John Birch against United Nations Bubblegum and Google-bum Facebook-frenzied social network Apple Mac and iPhone App, Gibson Fender sonic fretwork Star Trek, Baywatch, Friends, Sopranos West Wing, Madmen, Walking Dead Officer Rick will turn the trick and Banish zombies from our heads