Her Six Daughters Northern Line To Camden
Don't bother looking There's no sign After hours Brandy and bad wine But it's cheap Meet a creep Lose some sleep And there's a marketplace On Saturday I like to bargain But I can't pay I'm just me Life is free Then it's time for tea Two pints will get you high Never mind the foggy sky I took the northern line to Camden Town Times were hard Times were bad But they're the best times I've had I took the northern line to Camden Town I wear leather pants And platform shoes Everyone there Tries to play the blues I'm so broke Got a smoke What a joke Two pints will get you high Never mind the foggy sky I took the northern line to Camden Town Times were hard Times were bad But they're the best times I've had I took the northern line to Camden Town Now I understand why Birds don't need their wings to fly I was killing time so I went underground The world was mine Because destiny controlled my mind I was feeling fine in Camden Town I was feeling fine in Camden Town I was feeling fine in Camden Town I walked like Tiny Tim in Camden Town copyright 1996 Her Six Daughters