Letra de Albion (Live at the S.E.C.C.)
Down in Albion They're black and blue But we don't talk about that Are you from 'round here? How do you do? I'd like to talk about thatTalk over Gin in teacups Leaves on the lawn Violence in bus stops And the pale thin girl with eyes forlornMore gin in teacups Leaves on the lawn Violence in dole queues And the pale thin girl Behind the checkoutIf you're looking for a cheap start Set in false anticipation I'll be waiting in the photo booth At the underground stationSo come away, won't you come away? We could go to... (good, hit it)(What's that? Edimburgh, as I say) Ahh, anywhere in AlbionYellowing classics And canons at dawn Coffee wallahs and pith helmets And an English song, ohMmm... Reebok classics Canons at dawn Terrible warlords, good warlords And a Scottish songAh, if you're looking for the cheap start Glint with perspiration There's a four-mile queue Outside the disused power stationSo come away, oh, and in time you gotta go away We could go to... Comin' to you, Manchester, Newcastle, Devon, Reading, Watford NewcastleIf you are still looking for a cheap start Glint with perspiration There's a five-mile queue Outside the disused power stationSo come away, won't you come away? We could go to... Glasgow town, where's your town at?Anywhere in Albion