"Albion (Live)" lyrics

Down in Albion
Now they're black and blue
But we don't talk about that
Are you from 'round here?
How do you do?
I'd quite like to talk about that
Talk over
Gin in teacups
Leaves on the lawn
Violence at bus stops
And the pale thin girl with eyes forlorn

More gin in teacups
Leaves on the lawn
Violence in dole queues
And the pale thin girl
Behind the checkout

If you're looking for a cheap type
Set in false anticipation
Been waiting in the photo booth
At the underground station
Oh come away, let's get away
We could go to...
Deptford, Catford, Watford, Gillingham, Nuneaton
Anywhere in Albion

Yellowing classics
And canons at dawn
Coffee wallahs and pith helmets
And an English song
Mmm... Reebok classics
Outside Ladbrokes at dawn
Next to Paddy Power
And an English song

And if you're waiting for a cheap sort
A glint with perspiration
There's a four-mile queue
Outside the disused power station

Oh come away, oh didn't you promise we'd away
Could go to...
Southampton, South London, East London, North London, Norfolk, West London, down to you Newcastle

If you're still waiting for a cheap tart
Don't glint with perspiration
And there's a five-mile queue
Outside your disused power station
Oh come away, oh you'd promised we'd get away
Could wind up in...
Dagenham, Sidcup, Finsbury, Sheffield, Northfield, Manchester, Chichester, Doncaster
Anywhere in Albion