The streets are doing a wardance
As their sight is restored to the blind
And Im sifting trash on the offchance
That there might be something to find
And mary lets her fingers do the walking
Her babys nearly due
Shes listening but no-ones talking
At the citizens advice bureau
And joe is down on the dole-queue
He should have signed on yesterday
Even if he was a carpenter and she was his lady
He still wouldnt be able to make it pay
No
And he dont believe in angels
Shes been seeing another man
Infidelity runs in the family
But that wasnt a part of the plan
And shepherds watch the flicks by night
At the kings cross all night show
Somethings trying to catch their eyes
But theyre too grossed out to know
And the three kings travel like three ships a-sailing
Theyve got some gifts hell need
Cocaine for sniffing, money for corruption, and a whole load of videos of I love lucy
But the king of the country hes getting frightened
He doesnt want to be another mans pawn
And he crushes the beer can between his hands
He sees his fate, the clown yells checkmate
And another star is born
But the baby is killed in an instant
As though his whole life were a dream
Though his book sells well and he pulls out the stops
Everyone knows hes a hyped-up hasbeen
And the t-shirts just embarrass
And thought become memories after a while
Hes looking so much older now
Its hard to belive that that was style
And he throws his cloak out to his fan
Its his last chance sacrifice
The girls are crawling a cut-glass sea
No-one even wants to look twice
Cos the circles all but full now
But the stalls are empty for the latest son
Who just smiles and says
Give my regards to fleet street, Ive gotta run
The streets are doing a wardance
As their sight is restored to the blind
And Im sifting trash on the offchance
That there might be something to find...
