This is the of the Liberty Of Norton Folgate
Old Jack Norris, the shrimp and the cadging ramble...
A little bit of this, would you a bit of that
But in weather like this, you should wear a coat, a warm hat A needle and thread the stitches of time Battling versus Jackie Burk Bobbing and weaving, an line
So for step and both light on our feet travel many along dim silent street
Would you a bit of this, or a little bit of that? (Misses) A little bit of what you does you no harm, you know that The perpetual steady of the passing beat A continual dark of people In it's and in it's permanence But, the streetlamp fills the gutter with gold So priceless items bought and sold
So step for step and both on our feet travel many along dim silent street (together)
Once round Circus, and up through Petticoat Lane Past the well of shadows, and once round again Arm in arm, an abstracted air To where the people Out of the upstairs Because we are like kings And days will last forever
Cos sailors from Africa, China and the archipelago of Jump ship ragged and penniless into Shadwells Bay The Welsh and wagtails, mothers of midnight The music hall carousel enspilling out into light Sending half crazed shadows, giants dancing up the brick Of Mr Trumans beer factory, waving, bottles ten tall
Whether one calls it Spitalfields, Whitechapel, Hamlets Or Banglatown. We're all in the moonlight, we're all On ground.
Oh, I'm just walking down to, I'm just down through Won't you come me, to the Liberty of Norton Folgate But wait! What's Dan And the golem
Purposefully walking nowhere, oh I'm happy just about (Have a banana) On a afternoon, the stallholders all call and shout To no-one in Avoiding people you know, just basking in you're own company The technicolour world's going by, but you're the lead in own movie
Cos in the Liberty of Norton Walking wild and free, in second hand coat, Happy just to In little taste of liberty A of everything you see
They're coming left and Trying to flog you stuff you need or want And a smiling chap your hand And you in his Uncles restaurant (ee-yar, ee-yar, ee-yar)
There's a Chinese man trying hard to flog you DVDs You know? You've seen the film, it's and white, it's got no sound And a man's head pops up and Right across your TV (Only a fiver) ('Ow much?) (Alright, two for quid) (Ee-yar, ee-yar, look, I'm it away) (Givin' it away!)
Cos in the Liberty of Folgate Walking wild and free, in your second coat, Happy just to In this piece of liberty You're a part of you see
There's the sturdy old fellows, pickpockets, dandy's, And night wanderers, the feeble, the ghastly, upon whom Had placed a very hand, in shreds and patches, Reeling full of noisy and inordinate vivacity That jars discordantly the ear And gives an aching sensation to both of eyeballs (Noisy and vivacity)
ahhhhhh ahhhhh etc etc
In the was a fear of the immigrant In the beginning was a of the immigrant He's made his way down to the dark
In the beginning was a fear of the In the beginning was a fear of the made his home there down by the dark riverside
Ohhhh ahhhhh etc etc
He his home there down by the riverside They their homes there down by the riverside The city up from the dark river Thames
They made home there down by the riverside They made their homes down by the riverside The city sprang up from the dark mud of the I'll say it
(Ha ha ha, right)
'Cos in the Liberty of Norton Walking wild and And in your second hand just to float In little taste of liberty Cos you're a of everything you see Yes, you're a part of you see
With a bit of this And a bit of that A bit of what you like does you no harm And you that
Ohhhh ahhhhhh etc etc (repeat to end)