This is the story of the Of Norton Folgate
Old Norris, the musical shrimp and the cadging ramble...
A little bit of this, would you a bit of that
But in like this, you should wear a coat, a nice warm hat A needle and thread the stitches of time Levinsky versus Jackie Burk Bobbing and weaving, an line
So step for step and light on our feet travel many along dim silent street
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 know The perpetual steady echo of the beat A continual river of people In it's and in it's permanence But, when the fills the gutter with gold So many priceless bought and sold
So step for step and both light on our We'll travel along dim silent street (together)
Once Arnold Circus, and up through Petticoat Lane the well of shadows, and once back round again Arm in arm, an abstracted air To the people stare Out of the windows Because we are living kings And these days will forever
Cos from Africa, China and the archipelago of Malay Jump ship ragged and penniless into Shadwells Bay The Welsh and wagtails, mothers of midnight The music hall carousel enspilling out into light Sending crazed shadows, giants dancing up the brick wall Of Mr Trumans beer factory, waving, bottles ten feet
Whether one calls it Spitalfields, Whitechapel, Hamlets Or Banglatown. all dancing in the moonlight, we're all On ground.
Oh, I'm walking down to, I'm just floating down through Won't you come with me, to the Liberty of Folgate But wait! that? Dan And the golem
Purposefully walking nowhere, oh I'm just floating about (Have a banana) On a Sunday afternoon, the stallholders all and shout To no-one in people you know, you're 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 your second coat, just to float In this little of liberty A part of you see
They're coming left and 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 you moody DVDs You know? seen the film, it's black and white, it's got no sound And a man's pops 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 of Norton Folgate wild and free, in your second hand coat, Happy just to In this little of liberty a part of everything you see
There's the old fellows, pickpockets, dandy's, extortioners And wanderers, the feeble, the ghastly, upon whom death Had a very sure hand, Some in and patches, Reeling inarticulate full of and inordinate vivacity That jars discordantly the ear And gives an aching sensation to both pair of (Noisy and vivacity)
Ohhhh ahhhhh etc etc
In the was a fear of the immigrant In the was a fear of the immigrant made his way down to the dark riverside
In the beginning was a of the immigrant In the beginning was a fear of the He's made his there down by the dark riverside
ahhhhhh ahhhhh etc etc
He made his home down by the riverside They made their homes there down by the 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)
'Cos in the Liberty of Folgate wild and free And in your second coat Happy to float In this little taste of Cos you're a part of you see Yes, a part of everything you see
With a bit of this And a little bit of A bit of what you like does you no harm And you know
Ohhhh ahhhhhh etc etc (repeat to end)