The King is still in London

The sentry stands at the Palace gates Tho' he's not dress'd in red His eyes are looking ev'rywhere But he never turns his head The Royal Standard waves above For ev'ryone to see The King is with his people For that's where he wants to be The King is still in London, in London, in London And he would be in London Town If London bridge were falling down He has a house in London, in London, in London And there within the Palace yard The soldiers of the King stand guard Strike up the music , roll up the drums And let all the trumpets play Tell all the world we're facing the music Here we all are and here we all stay The King is still in London, in London Like Mister Jones and Mister Brown The King is still in London Town