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What a Day in London

video song from Pocahontas II (1998); written by Marty Panzer and Larry Grossman; performed by Judy Kuhn (Pocahontas) and Chorus
 
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What a Day in London lyrics

Chorus:
The sun comes up, the lamps go down
The day begins in London town
There's tea to brew and buns to bake
And some who just refuse to wake

While shops are stocked and flocks are fed
The midnight men drift home to bed
School bells chime and church bells ring
Children whine, peddlers sing

What a day in London
Come and see who's here
Everyone knows someone
They've come from far and near

They bring their geese
Their finest fleece
To please the keenest eye
And hope and pray someone will say
There's something they might buy

John Rolfe: Pocahontas, wait!

With pigs to slop and fish to gut
It ain't exactly heaven but
We thank the Lord and kiss the ground
For bed and board in London town

The upper crust lie fast asleep
But some of us got floors to sweep
One day's like the day before
Can't complain if there's no war

What a day in London everything's for sale
Cabbages and onions
Look up!
Who's that girl up in the tree
It's not a tree, it's moving, see
Good grief what can it be

Look there, I swear
She's flying through the air
She must be wild
She's just a child

John Rolfe: Pocahontas!

I wish I had her hair

John Rolfe: Wouldn't you care to join me, here? On the ground? This instant?

Pocahontas:
My heart is pounding like a drum I can't believe my eyes
In London people seem to come in every shape and size
So many paths, I wonder how they find their way
So many signs, I wonder what they really say

London is everything I've heard and more
London is nothing like I've seen before
Music and feathered hats and roofs that shine
With flags flying higher than a pine

Chorus:
She seems so sweet, she means us well
Size 20 feet, how can you tell
We'll rue this day, you wait and see
What is to be or not to be

Pocahontas:
How do they build their huts so tall can this be all one tribe
The things they sell, the things I smell I never could describe
These cakes taste just like berries picked this very day
The sound a river makes still takes my breath away

London's as busy as a hive of bees
Grandmother Willow would just love these trees
Crowded and loud but so exciting too
With colours I never even knew

Chorus:
What a day in London nothing strange at all
'Cept a girl with someone maybe ten feet tall
This day's become a day no one is likely to forget
A day we'll all remember as the day two worlds have met

Pocahontas:
London is everything I've heard and more
London is nothing like I've seen before
Music and feathered hats and roofs that shine
And flags flying higher than a pine

Chorus:
What a day in London history was made
Take away the mystery then you're not afraid
We've seen a girl
Pocahontas: I've seen a world
I never dreamed I'd see
Chorus:
We never dreamed we'd see
And what an extra special day
Unique in truly every way
How wonderful this London day
Turned out to be