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