The towers of London, these crumbling (осыпаться) rocks
Reality estates (поместье) that the hero's got
And every hour's maked by the chime (звон курантов) of a clock
And whatcha gonna do when the darkness surrounds?
You can piss in the lifts which have broken down
You can watch from the debris (руины) the last bedroom light
We're invisible here just past midnight
The wives hate their husbands and their husbands don't care
Their children daub (малевать) slogans to prove they lived there
A giant pipe (труба) organ up in the air
You can't live in a home which should not have been built
By the bourgeoise clerks who bear (нести) no guilt
When the wind hits this building this building it tilts (склоны)
One day it will surely (несомненно) fall to the ground...
Fear is just another commodity (предмет потребления) here
They sell us peeping (подглядывать) holes to peek (взгляд украдкой) when we hear
A bang (громкий удар) on the door resoundingly (греметь) clear
Who would really want to move in here?
The children play faraway, the corridors are bare (голый)
This room is a cage (клетка) its like captivity (плен)
How can anyone exist in such misery (страдание)?
It has been said not only here
"Allianza dollars are spent
To raise the towering buildings
For the weary (изнурённый) bones of the workers
To go back in the morning
To be strong in the morning"