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London Town
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Walking down the sidewalk on a 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

Overall Meaning

The opening lyrics of “London Town” capture a sense of aimlessness and disorientation in one of the world's busiest cities. Paul McCartney sings of walking down the sidewalk on a “purple afternoon” and being accosted by a barker playing a simple tune on his flute. The song then moves into a depiction of other ordinary people on the streets of London, people who the singer can’t seem to connect with. He describes them as holding conversations that are always incomplete.


The next section of the song describes an actor who is out of work and entertaining his wife with the same old stories of his ordinary life. The singer muses that maybe the actor exaggerates the trouble and strife, but he really doesn’t know for sure. The song then returns to the chorus, with the repeating line of “Oh, where are there places to go / Someone somewhere has to know.”


Overall, “London Town” highlights the contrast between the beauty and excitement of the city and the isolation and uncertainty that can be present. It’s a timeless theme that could resonate with anyone who has spent time in a large metropolis.


Line by Line Meaning

Walking down the sidewalk on a purple afternoon
I was walking down the road on a quiet and non-descript afternoon in London.


I was accosted by a barker playing a simple tune Upon his flute - toot toot toot toot
A passerby addressed me by playing a generic tune on his flute.


Silver rain was falling down Upon the dirty ground of London Town
It started to rain quite heavily, and the somewhat unclean streets of London were becoming more so.


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
As people went about their day-to-day business, I found it challenging to engage with anyone or find a place to visit or see that I hadn't before. Somewhere, there has to be an answer, but I don't currently possess it.


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
A man who works as an actor regularly tells his wife the same stories about his unremarkable life, perhaps embellishing them somewhat. I'm still uncertain about what to do or where to go.


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
On a leisurely Sunday afternoon, a police officer with a strange pink balloon on his foot detained me.


Silver rain was falling down Upon the dirty ground of London Town
As the officer held me down, the rain continued to pour down on the unclean pavement of London.


Someone somewhere has to know
I remain convinced that someone out there must know what I'm looking for.


Silver rain was falling down Upon the dirty ground of London Town
The rain never stopped, and the grime of the city only grew worse.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: LAINE MCCARTNEY

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