This is the story of the Of Norton Folgate
Old Jack Norris, the musical shrimp and the ramble...
A little bit of this, would you like a bit of
But in weather like this, you should wear a coat, a nice hat A needle and the hand stitches of time Battling Levinsky versus Jackie Bobbing and weaving, an invisible
So for step and both light on our feet We'll travel many along dim silent
Would you like a bit of this, or a little bit of (Misses) A little bit of what you like does you no harm, you that The perpetual echo of the passing beat A continual river of people In it's transience and in it's But, when the streetlamp the gutter with gold So many items bought and sold
So for step and both light on our feet We'll travel many dim silent street (together)
round Arnold Circus, and up through Petticoat Lane Past the well of shadows, and once back again Arm in arm, with an air To where the stare Out of the windows Because we are living like And these days will forever
Cos sailors Africa, China and the archipelago of Malay Jump ship ragged and into Shadwells Tiger Bay The Welsh and wagtails, mothers of midnight The hall carousel enspilling out into bonfire light Sending crazed shadows, giants dancing up the brick wall Of Mr Trumans beer factory, waving, ten feet tall
Whether one calls it Spitalfields, Whitechapel, 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 Won't you come with me, to the 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 just basking in own company The world's going by, but you're the lead in your own movie
Cos in the Liberty of Norton Walking wild and free, in second hand coat, Happy to float In little taste of liberty A of everything you see
They're left and right Trying to flog you stuff you don't need or And a smiling chap takes your And drags you in his restaurant (ee-yar, ee-yar, ee-yar)
There's a Chinese man trying hard to flog you DVDs You know? You've the film, it's black and white, it's got no sound And a man's head up and down 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 Norton Walking wild and free, in your second coat, Happy to float In this little of liberty a part of everything you see
There's the sturdy old fellows, pickpockets, dandy's, And night wanderers, the feeble, the ghastly, whom death Had placed a very hand, in shreds and patches, Reeling inarticulate full of and inordinate vivacity That discordantly upon the ear And gives an sensation to both pair of eyeballs (Noisy and vivacity)
Ohhhh ahhhhhh etc etc
In the beginning was a fear of the In the was a fear of the immigrant He's made his way down to the dark
In the beginning was a of the immigrant In the beginning was a of the immigrant He's made his there down by the dark riverside
Ohhhh ahhhhh etc etc
He made his home down by the riverside They made their there down by the riverside The city up from the dark river Thames
They made their home down by the riverside They made homes there down by the riverside The city up from the dark mud of the Thames say it again
(Ha ha ha, right)
'Cos in the Liberty of Folgate Walking and free And in second hand coat just to float In this little of liberty Cos you're a part of you see Yes, you're a of everything you see
With a little bit of And a little bit of A little bit of what you does you no harm And you know
ahhhhhh ahhhhh etc etc (repeat to end)