Albion - Babyshambles

Written by：Pete Doherty

Oh 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 in bus stops

And the pale thin girl with eyes forlorn

More gin in teacups

And leaves on the lawn

Violence in dole queues

And the pale thin girl

Behind the checkout

But 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 won't you come away

We could go to

Catford Watford Lincoln Digberth Liverpool

Anywhere in Albion

Ahh yellowing classics

And canons at dawn

Coffee wallahs and pith helmets

And an English song

Aah Reebok classics

And canons at dawn

Coffee wallahs and pith helmets

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

Margate Scarborough Wigan Shepherd's Bush

Oh anywhere

But if you're looking for a cheap sort

All glint with perspiration

I'll be waiting in the photo booth

At the underground station

Now come away won't you come away

We'll go to

Margate Scarborough Wigan Shepherd's Bush

Oh

Anywhere in Albion

Anywhere in Albion

Anywhere in Albion

Anywhere in Albion

Anywhere in Albion