This is the story of the Liberty Of Norton
Old Jack Norris, the 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 hand stitches of Battling Levinsky versus Burk and weaving, an invisible line
So for step and both light on our feet We'll many along dim silent street
Would you a bit of this, or a little bit of that? (Misses) A little bit of you like does you no harm, you know that The steady echo of the passing beat A continual dark of people In it's transience and in it's But, when the streetlamp the gutter with gold So many priceless items bought and
So for step and both light on our feet We'll travel many along dim silent (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 windows Because we are like kings And these will last forever
Cos sailors from Africa, China and the archipelago of Jump ship ragged and penniless 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 factory, waving, bottles ten feet 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 down Won't you come with me, to the of Norton Folgate But wait! that? Dan And the Limehouse
Purposefully walking nowhere, oh I'm happy just floating (Have a banana) On a Sunday afternoon, the stallholders all and shout To no-one in Avoiding you know, you're just basking in you're own company The technicolour world's going by, but you're the lead in your own
Cos in the Liberty of Norton Walking wild and free, in second hand coat, Happy to float In little taste of liberty A part of you see
They're coming and right to flog you stuff you don't need or want And a smiling chap takes hand And drags you in his Uncles (ee-yar, ee-yar, ee-yar)
There's a Chinese man trying hard to flog you DVDs You You've seen the film, it's black and white, it's got no sound And a man's head 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 second hand coat, Happy to float In this piece of liberty You're a part of 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 and inordinate vivacity That discordantly upon the ear And gives an aching sensation to both pair of (Noisy and vivacity)
Ohhhh ahhhhhh etc etc
In the was a fear of the immigrant In the beginning was a of the immigrant He's 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 home there down by the riverside
ahhhhhh ahhhhh etc etc
He made his there down by the riverside made their homes there down by the riverside The sprang up from the dark river Thames
made their home there down by the riverside They their homes there down by the riverside The city sprang up from the mud of the Thames I'll say it
(Ha ha ha, right)
in the Liberty of Norton Folgate Walking wild and And in your second hand Happy just to In little taste of liberty Cos you're a of everything you see Yes, you're a part of you see
With a little bit of And a little bit of A little bit of you like does you no harm And you know
Ohhhh ahhhhh etc etc (repeat to end)