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 like a bit of
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 Bobbing and weaving, an line
So step for and both light on our feet We'll travel many dim silent street
Would you like a bit of this, or a bit of that? (Misses) A little bit of what you like you no harm, you know that The steady echo of the passing beat A continual dark river of In it's transience and in it's But, when the streetlamp fills the gutter gold So many priceless bought and sold
So for step and both 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 round Arm in arm, an abstracted air To where the people Out of the windows we are living like kings And these will last forever
Cos sailors Africa, China and the archipelago of Malay Jump ship ragged and penniless into Shadwells Bay The Welsh and Irish wagtails, of midnight The music hall carousel out into bonfire light Sending 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. all dancing in the moonlight, we're all On ground.
Oh, I'm just walking down to, I'm just floating through you come with me, to the Liberty of Norton Folgate But wait! What's Dan And the golem
Purposefully walking nowhere, oh I'm happy just about (Have a banana) On a Sunday afternoon, the all call and shout To in particular Avoiding you know, you're just basking in you're own company The technicolour world's going by, but you're the in your own movie
Cos in the Liberty of Norton wild and free, in your second hand coat, Happy to float In this little of liberty A of everything you see
They're coming left and to flog you stuff you don't need or want And a smiling chap takes hand And you in his Uncles restaurant (ee-yar, ee-yar, ee-yar)
There's a man trying hard to flog you moody DVDs You know? You've seen the film, it's and white, it's got no sound And a man's head 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 Liberty of Norton Walking wild and free, in your hand coat, just to float In this little piece of You're a of everything you see
the sturdy old fellows, pickpockets, dandy's, extortioners And night wanderers, the feeble, the ghastly, upon death Had placed a very hand, Some in and patches, inarticulate full of noisy and inordinate vivacity That jars upon the ear And gives an aching to both pair of eyeballs (Noisy and vivacity)
Ohhhh ahhhhh etc etc
In the beginning was a fear of the In the beginning was a fear of the made his way down to the dark riverside
In the beginning was a fear of the In the was a fear of the immigrant made his home there down by the dark riverside
Ohhhh ahhhhhh etc etc
He his home there down by the riverside They their homes there down by the riverside The city sprang up from the dark river
They made their there down by the riverside They made their 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 wild and And in your second hand Happy just to In this little of liberty Cos you're a of everything you see Yes, a part of everything you see
a little bit of this And a bit of that A little bit of what you does you no harm And you that
ahhhhhh ahhhhh etc etc (repeat to end)