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 a coat, a nice warm hat A needle and the hand stitches of time Battling Levinsky versus Burk Bobbing and weaving, an invisible
So step for step and both light on our We'll travel many along dim silent
you like a bit of this, or a little 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 it's transience and in permanence But, when the streetlamp fills the gutter with So many priceless items and sold
So step for step and both on our feet We'll travel along dim silent street (together)
Once round Arnold Circus, and up through Petticoat Past the of shadows, and once back round again Arm in arm, an abstracted air To the people stare Out of the upstairs Because we are like kings And these days will forever
Cos sailors Africa, China and the archipelago of Malay Jump ship ragged and penniless into Shadwells Bay The and Irish wagtails, mothers of midnight The music hall enspilling out into bonfire light Sending half crazed shadows, giants up the brick wall Of Mr Trumans 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 just floating through Won't you with me, to the Liberty of Norton Folgate But wait! What's Dan And the golem
walking nowhere, oh I'm happy just floating about (Have a banana) On a afternoon, the stallholders all call and shout To no-one in Avoiding people you know, you're just basking in you're own The technicolour world's going by, but you're the in your own movie
Cos in the of Norton Folgate Walking and free, in your second hand coat, Happy to float In this little of liberty A of everything you see
They're coming and right Trying to flog you stuff you don't need or And a smiling chap takes hand And drags you in his restaurant (ee-yar, ee-yar, ee-yar)
There's a Chinese man trying hard to you moody DVDs You know? You've seen the film, it's black and white, got no sound And a man's pops 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 Folgate Walking wild and free, in your hand coat, Happy just to In little piece of liberty You're a of everything you see
There's the old fellows, pickpockets, dandy's, extortioners And wanderers, the feeble, the ghastly, upon whom death Had placed a very hand, Some in and patches, Reeling inarticulate full of noisy and vivacity That discordantly upon the ear And gives an aching sensation to pair of eyeballs (Noisy and vivacity)
ahhhhhh ahhhhh etc etc
In the beginning was a 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 of the immigrant He's made his home there down by the riverside
Ohhhh ahhhhhh etc etc
He made his there down by the riverside They made homes there down by the riverside The city up from the dark river Thames
They made their home there down by the made their homes there 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 Folgate Walking and free And in your second hand just to float In this little taste of Cos you're a of everything you see Yes, you're a part of you see
With a bit of this And a little bit of A little bit of what you like does you no And you that
Ohhhh ahhhhh etc etc (repeat to end)