Last night I was walking down the road, I was struggling trying to find a happy place to go, When all of a sudden pops up a man, With chicken samosa and beverage in hand. A funny old man with a gummy smile, With piss-stained pants he had no style, It was clear to me he had something to say, So we both stepped back and said “Take it away”
Come one and all to a festival, I wanna teach you all about the Camden Crawl.
Crawl! Through Camden, through Camden. It’s the place to be, with celebrities; Amy, Doherty on your hands and knees. Crawl! Through Camden, Crawl! It’s a place for fans to see their favourite bands, Sugababes, Lost Prophets on your knees and hands.
So we’re at a gig, still on all fours. But we can’t see shit kneeling on the floor. Our legs are sore and hands are in pain! What you guys doing you look really gay?
Crawl! Through Camden, through Camden. Crawl! It’s a place for I to get high on life, Hold hands, watch bands, we can touch the sky. Crawl! Through Camden, through Camden. Crawl! It’s the place to be, with celebrities; Professor Green, Plan B, come and crawl with me. Crawl! Through Camden, through Camden.
Come one and all to a festival, I wanna teach you all about the Camden Crawl.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
