London Town
Song ratings
| Rating | Comments | Author | Date |
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Nice three voice harmony throughout the whole song. It's a bit too soft an atmosphere to my liking, but I really do like the melody. Love the harmony at 1.47. The slide bass at 2.16 is another highlight. Nice little brass in the background here and there. The guitar solo and the change of rhythm at 3.23 is good. Co written with Denny Laine, but I don't see where. The video coming with the song is plain silly. |
Bobber | April 11, 2012 |
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In 1967 Paul wrote a brilliant and magical series of vignettes about Liverpool which was the song "Penny Lane". Here around ten years later it seems that he tries to do the same thing with "London Town", but without any of the charm or fondness. This is an okay song which certainly suffers by this inevitable comparison. | Bruce Beatlefan | March 11, 2006 |
Lyrics
Walking down the sidewalk one purple afternoon,
I was accosted by a barker
Playing a simple tune upon his flute.
Toot toot toot toot.
Silver rain was falling down
Upon the dirty ground of London town.
People pass me by on my imaginary street,
Ordinary people it's impossible to meet,
Holding conversations that are always incomplete.
Well I don't know.
Oh, where are there places to go?
Someone, somewhere has to know.
I'don't know.
Out of work again, the actor entertains his wife
With the same old stories of his ordinary life.
Maybe he exaggerates the trouble and the strife.
Well, I don't know.
Oh, where are there places to go?
Someone, somewhere has to know.
Crawling down the pavement on a Sunday afternoon,
I was arrested by a rozzer
Wearing a pink balloon about his foot.
Toot toot toot toot.
Silver rain was falling down
Upon the dirty ground of London town.
Someone, somewhere has to know.
Silver rain was falling down
Upon the dirty ground of London town.
I was accosted by a barker
Playing a simple tune upon his flute.
Toot toot toot toot.
Silver rain was falling down
Upon the dirty ground of London town.
People pass me by on my imaginary street,
Ordinary people it's impossible to meet,
Holding conversations that are always incomplete.
Well I don't know.
Oh, where are there places to go?
Someone, somewhere has to know.
I'don't know.
Out of work again, the actor entertains his wife
With the same old stories of his ordinary life.
Maybe he exaggerates the trouble and the strife.
Well, I don't know.
Oh, where are there places to go?
Someone, somewhere has to know.
Crawling down the pavement on a Sunday afternoon,
I was arrested by a rozzer
Wearing a pink balloon about his foot.
Toot toot toot toot.
Silver rain was falling down
Upon the dirty ground of London town.
Someone, somewhere has to know.
Silver rain was falling down
Upon the dirty ground of London town.
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