London calling to the faraway clubs
Now racing is declared, and runners come down
London calling to the Strava segment believers
Come off of the taper, you boys and girls
London calling, now don’t look to fail
Phoney training plans have bitten the dust
London calling, see Ross he ain’t got no arm swing
Look at the others ring that annoying cow bell thing

The ice bath is coming, the sun’s beating in
The Wall is expected, the glycogen is growing thin
Runners stop running, but I have no fear
‘Cause London is buzzing, and I have on my Harmeny running gear

London calling to the level 2 training zone
Forget it, mate, you can’t run it alone
London calling to the zombie runners of death
Quit holding out, have a gel and some Lucozade, and draw another breath
London calling, and I don’t wanna shout
But while we were running, I saw your Garmin battery running out
London calling, see we’ve got the High 5
Keep moving forward to collect the medal as a prize

The ice cold beer is calling, the sun’s still beating in
Many stop running, the energy levels are growing thin
No nutrition strategy error, and I have no fear
‘Cause London is roaring, and the finishing line is getting near

London calling to the Abbott Marathon Majors
Now six is the target and two races are down
Medals calling to the running world
Come off of the track, you Harmeny boys and girls
Marathons calling, now don’t look to us
Ross Millars great running style has bitten the dust
London calling, he’s not wearing his specs
But look at him finish he’s got the arms of a flailing T-Rex

The finish line is coming, the end was zooming in
PB expected, just missed it, but look at his grin
I have stop running, and thank heavens the post-race massage and party is near
‘Cause my legs are burst, and, I’m gagging on a beer


Now get this

London called forty thousand entrants, yes, I was there, too
An’ you know what they said about my running gait? Well, some of it I am sorry to say was actually true!
London calling at the twenty sixth point two mile
After all the running, there’s a camera, oh no I had better smile
Boston calling 2018

I have never felt so much alive, alive, alive, alive