Lyrics of Albion

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 that

Talk over
Gin in teacups
And leaves on the lawn
Violence at bus stops
And a pale thin girl with eyes forlorn

Gin in teacups
And leaves on the lawn
Violence in dole queues
And the pale thin girl behind the checkout

If you're looking for a cheap sort
Set in false anticipation,
I'll be waiting in the photo booth
At the underground station
So come away, wont you come away
We?ll go to
Deptford, catford, watford, digbeth, mansfield,
Anywhere in albion

Yellowing classics
And canons at dawn
Coffee wallahs and pith helmets
And an english song

Oh reebok classics
And canons at dawn
Terrible warlords, good warlords
And an english song

But if you're looking for a cheap tart
All glint with perspiration
There's a four mile queue
Outside the disused power station

Now come away, won't you come away
We'll go to
Satsworth, senford, weovil, woomoyle, new-cast-le

If you're looking for a cheap tart
Don't glint with perspiration
There's a five-mile queue
Outside the disused power station
Now come away, wont you come away

We'll go to...
Bedtown, oldham, nunthorpe, rowlam, bristol
Aaa-nywhere in albion

Anywhere in albion
Anywhere in albion
Anywhere in albion
Anywhere in albion...