This is the story of the Liberty Of Folgate
Old Jack Norris, the musical and the cadging ramble...
A little bit of this, would you a bit of that
But in weather like this, you should wear a coat, a nice hat A needle and thread the hand of time Levinsky versus Jackie Burk Bobbing and weaving, an invisible
So step for step and both light on our We'll travel many dim silent street
Would you like a bit of this, or a little bit of (Misses) A little bit of what you does you no harm, you know that The perpetual echo of the passing beat A continual river of people In transience and in it's permanence But, the streetlamp fills the gutter with gold So priceless items bought and sold
So for step and both light on our feet We'll travel along dim silent street (together)
Once round Arnold Circus, and up Petticoat Lane Past the well of shadows, and once back round Arm in arm, an abstracted air To where the stare Out of the upstairs Because we are living kings And these days will last
Cos sailors Africa, China and the archipelago of Malay Jump ship ragged and penniless Shadwells Tiger Bay The and Irish wagtails, mothers of midnight The music carousel enspilling out into bonfire light half crazed shadows, giants dancing up the brick wall Of Mr Trumans beer factory, waving, bottles ten tall
Whether one calls it Spitalfields, Whitechapel, Hamlets Or Banglatown. We're all in the moonlight, we're all On ground.
Oh, I'm just walking down to, I'm just floating through Won't you come with me, to the of Norton Folgate But wait! What's Dan And the Limehouse
Purposefully walking nowhere, oh I'm happy just about (Have a banana) On a afternoon, the stallholders all call and shout To in particular Avoiding people you know, you're just basking in you're own The technicolour world's going by, but you're the lead in your own
Cos in the of Norton Folgate Walking and free, in your second hand coat, Happy just to In little taste of liberty A part of you see
They're coming left and Trying to flog you stuff you need or want And a smiling chap takes your And drags you in his restaurant (ee-yar, ee-yar, ee-yar)
There's a Chinese man trying to flog you moody DVDs You know? seen the film, it's black and white, it's got no sound And a man's head pops up and Right your 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, Happy just to 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 a very sure hand, in shreds and patches, Reeling inarticulate full of noisy and inordinate That discordantly upon the ear And gives an aching sensation to both of eyeballs (Noisy and vivacity)
Ohhhh ahhhhh etc etc
In the beginning was a fear of the In the was a fear of the immigrant made his way down to the dark riverside
In the beginning was a fear of the In the was a fear of the immigrant He's made his there down by the dark riverside
Ohhhh ahhhhh etc etc
He made his there down by the riverside They made their homes there by the riverside The city up from the dark river Thames
They made their home down by the riverside made their homes there down by the riverside The sprang up from the dark mud of the Thames I'll say it
(Ha ha ha, right)
in the Liberty of Norton Folgate Walking and free And in your second coat Happy just to In this little taste of Cos you're a part of you see Yes, you're a part of you see
With a little bit of And a little bit of A bit of what you like does you no harm And you that
ahhhhhh ahhhhh etc etc (repeat to end)