
Down in Albion
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 pale thin girl with eyes forlorn
Aah, gin in teacups
And leaves on the lawn
Violence in dole queues
And 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, Digby, Tuebrook...
Anywhere in Albion.........
Babyshambles
Composição: Peter Doherty
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