Footpaths and footpads
pickings for bad lads
and the South Bank
the bank they all
banked on.
On piazzas and plazas
they all dress in pyjamas,
it's high fashion they say
to wear out the night
in a day.
and I wore out my welcome
on a day just like this
no kiss goodbye though Lord
did I try
a cold handshake
was all that it took
and more or so I
thought that
I could possibly
take.
There's a sting in the tail
always is and
without fail
I fail to admit it.
Jul 3, 2016
Jul 3, 2016 at 12:28 PM UTC
Footpaths and footpads
pickings for bad lads
and the South Bank
the bank they all
banked on.
On piazzas and plazas
they all dress in pyjamas,
it's high fashion they say
to wear out the night
in a day.
and I wore out my welcome
on a day just like this
no kiss goodbye though Lord
did I try
a cold handshake
was all that it took
and more or so I
thought that
I could possibly
take.
There's a sting in the tail
always is and
without fail
I fail to admit it.
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