(This train is destined for all stations to High Barnet. Thank you.)
(Mind the gap)
(Like a moth to the flame)
Oh drawn by a multitude Of different factors What make this town my home
And God save the pisshead And thespian actor Relieved of everything they own
But look at me now I'm curled up like a fat cat Kicked into hell and back
So I throw in the towel To a bouquet of laughter I'm rolling along the ground
Oh this town Cartwheels, tripping Out of control again Oh this town Balancing, falling Off into no-man's land
And Old Mother Redcap She pours out her heart But of all the tales she tells
The Kentiston Cobbler Winks over my shoulder and bids Me a fond farewell
But be forewarned! In Camden Town! Over and over and out!
Oh this town Cartwheels, tripping Out of control again Oh this town I'm balancing, I'm falling Off into no-man's land
Oh this clown Who expects, yeah, nothing from a-nothing so Just leave me to drown In the tears of a very happy old man
Whoa this town Cartwheels, tripping Out of control again Oh this town I'm balancing, I'm falling Off into no-man's land
Oh this old clown Who expects, yeah, nothing from a-nothing so Just leave me to drown In the tears of ....... BINGO!!!!
(Bingo)
(This train is for all stations to High Barnet. Thank you.)
(Excerpt from the film Take It Or Leave It). Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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