We Londoners are getting lax
Congestion charge and council tax
The Dome, the MP's try to hide
And whopping fares for tube train ride
The beer is warm the soup is cold
And kids don't do what they are told
The hospitals are in a state
As stuck on trolleys patients wait
The hail came down in mid-July
Bag handler strikes so we can't fly
But even though I love to moan
For me there's no place quite like home!