This is the of the Liberty Of Norton Folgate
Old Jack Norris, the musical shrimp and the ramble...
A little bit of this, would you a bit of that
But in weather like this, you should a coat, a nice warm hat A needle and thread the hand stitches of Levinsky versus Jackie Burk Bobbing and weaving, an line
So step for step and both on our feet We'll travel many along dim silent
Would you like a bit of this, or a bit of that? (Misses) A bit of what you like does you no harm, you know that The perpetual steady of the passing beat A dark river of people In transience and in it's permanence But, when the streetlamp fills the gutter gold So many items bought and sold
So step for step and both light on our We'll travel many dim silent street (together)
Once round Arnold Circus, and up through Lane Past the of shadows, and once back round again Arm in arm, with an air To the people stare Out of the windows we are living like kings And these days will forever
Cos from Africa, China and the archipelago of Malay Jump ship and penniless into Shadwells Tiger Bay The Welsh and wagtails, mothers of midnight The music hall carousel out into bonfire light Sending half crazed shadows, giants up the brick wall Of Mr beer factory, waving, bottles ten feet tall
one calls it Spitalfields, Whitechapel, Tower Hamlets Or Banglatown. all dancing in the moonlight, we're all On ground.
Oh, I'm just walking down to, I'm floating down through you come with 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 Sunday afternoon, the stallholders all and shout To no-one in Avoiding people you know, you're basking in you're own company The technicolour world's going by, but the lead in your own movie
Cos in the Liberty of Norton wild and free, in your second hand coat, Happy to float In this little of liberty A of everything you see
They're left and right Trying to you stuff you don't need or want And a chap takes 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 black and white, it's got no And a man's head up and down Right across widescreen 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 Norton Walking and free, in your second hand coat, just to float In this little piece of You're a of everything you see
the sturdy old fellows, pickpockets, dandy's, extortioners And night wanderers, the feeble, the ghastly, whom death Had placed a very hand, in shreds and patches, Reeling inarticulate full of noisy and inordinate That jars discordantly the ear And gives an aching sensation to both pair of (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 to the dark riverside
In the beginning was a of the immigrant In the beginning was a fear of the He's made his home there down by the dark
Ohhhh ahhhhhh etc etc
He made his home there by the riverside They made homes there down by the riverside The sprang up from the dark river Thames
They made home there down by the riverside made their homes there down by the riverside The city up from the dark mud of the Thames say it again
(Ha ha ha, right)
in the Liberty of Norton Folgate Walking wild and And in second hand coat Happy to float In little taste of liberty Cos a part 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 ahhhhh etc etc (repeat to end)