Ah, they're black and blue
But we don't talk about that
Are you from 'round here?
How do you do?
I'd like to talk about that
Talk over
Gin in teacups
And leaves on the lawn
Violence in bus stops
And the pale thin girl with eyes forlorn
Aah, gin in teacups
And leaves on the lawn
Violence in dole queues
And the pale thin girl behind the checkout
But if you're looking for a cheap sort
Glint with perspiration
There's a four-mile queue
Outside the disused power station
Now come away, won't you come away
We'll go to
Deptford, Digbeth, Tuebrook
Anywhere in Albion
Yellowing classics
And canons at dawn
Coffee wallows and pith helmets
And oh an English sun
Yellowing classics
And canons at dawn
Coffee wallows and pith helmets
And oh an English sun
But if you're looking for a cheap sort
That's in false anticipation
It'll be waiting in the photo booth
At the railway station
Ah come away, won't you come away
We're going to...
Watford, Enfields
Anywhere oh
If you're looking for a cheap sort
That's in false anticipation
It'll be waiting in the photo booth
At the underground station
Oh come away, won't you come away
We're going to...
Down in Albion Ah, they're black and blue But we don't talk about that Are you from 'round here? How do you do? I'd like to talk about that Talk over Gin in teacups And leaves on the lawn Violence in bus stops And the pale thin girl with eyes forlorn Aah, gin in teacups And leaves on the lawn Violence in dole queues And the pale thin girl behind the checkout But if you're looking for a cheap sort Glint with perspiration There's a four-mile queue Outside the disused power station Now come away, won't you come away We'll go to Deptford, Digbeth, Tuebrook Anywhere in Albion Yellowing classics And canons at dawn Coffee wallows and pith helmets And oh an English sun Yellowing classics And canons at dawn Coffee wallows and pith helmets And oh an English sun But if you're looking for a cheap sort That's in false anticipation It'll be waiting in the photo booth At the railway station Ah come away, won't you come away We're going to... Watford, Enfields Anywhere oh If you're looking for a cheap sort That's in false anticipation It'll be waiting in the photo booth At the underground station Oh come away, won't you come away We're going to... Explain Request ×
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