When you're alone

Well, you're hiding in St. John's Wood
God, what are they
Trying to do to you?

Kiss you quickly
I'll kiss you quickly
And pray
That you win through.

They'll try to hang you
From the gallows
Try to make you
The victim for their lies.

They'll sacrifice you
For the whole of London
Yea, they think
That they're so right.

Oh-ohh.
Oh-ohh.