Tono: Em
Introducción: (staccato strumming, all downstrokes) Em
Em
Em
Em
F
F
F
F
x6
Em
F
London calling to the faraway towns
Em
G
Now war is declared, and battle come down
Em
F
London calling to the underworld
Em
G
Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls
Em
F
London calling, now don't look to us
Em
G
Phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust
Em
F
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
Em
G
'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing
Em
G
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Em
G
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin
Em
G
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
Em D (let ring)
Em
F
London calling to the imitation zone
Em
G
Forget it, brother, you can go it alone
Em
F
London calling to the zombies of death
Em
G
Quit holding out, and draw another breath
Em
F
London calling, and I don't wanna shout
Em
G
But while we were talking, I saw you nodding out
Em
F
London calling, see we ain't got no high
Em
G
Except for that one with the yellowy eyes
Em
G
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Em
G
Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin
Em
G
A nuclear error, but I have no fear
Em D (let ring)
Em
F
Em
G
Em
G
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Em
G
Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin
Em
G
A nuclear error, but I have no fear
Em D (let ring)
Em
F
Now get this
Em
F
London calling, yes, I was there, too
Em
G
An' you know what they said? Well, some of it was true!
Em
F
London calling at the top of the dial
Em
G
After all this, won't you give me a smile?
Em
F
London calling
Em
F
Em
I never felt so much alike [fading] alike alike alike