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Norwood Junction
by Bad Progress
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Norwood Junction
The rain was falling
He got rice and peas and some curry mutton
Upstairs his Mrs was braiding her hair
Nags and kisses when he went up there
But men are fickle
And men are haunted
By what they've done
And what they haven't done yet
If nothing changes
Nothing won't please her
Wherever he goes
He's the same geezer
In at the weekend, worked sixteen hours
Dust and one hundred and ten volt power
He spent it on her to keep a promise
Wine and kisses, bra and bonnet
And all his thoughts in a hundred places
He picked hers out in nine million faces
His mind is dirty but it's not rotten
And what she gave him he hasn't forgotten
But men are fickle
And men are haunted
By what they've done
And what they haven't done yet
He's still within it
It's still within him
Wherever he goes he takes it with him
There are bluebirds singing around his shoulders
Up sides of mountains he's pushing boulders
If nothing changes nothing won't please her
Wherever he goes he's the same geezer
He lives in love and he lives in trauma
Nights out with Guinness and chicken shwarma
Attachment theory on Wikipedia
Wherever he goes
He's the same geezer
There are bluebirds singing around his shoulders
Up sides of mountains he's pushing boulders
If nothing changes nothing won't please her
Wherever he goes he's the same geezer
Norwood Junction
The rain was falling
He got rice and peas and some curry mutton
Upstairs his Mrs was braiding her hair
Nags and kisses when he went up there
But men are fickle
And men are haunted
By what they've done
And what they haven't done yet
If nothing changes
Nothing won't please her
Wherever he goes
He's the same geezer
In at the weekend, worked sixteen hours
Dust and one hundred and ten volt power
He spent it on her to keep a promise
Wine and kisses, bra and bonnet
And all his thoughts in a hundred places
He picked hers out in nine million faces
His mind is dirty but it's not rotten
And what she gave him he hasn't forgotten
But men are fickle
And men are haunted
By what they've done
And what they haven't done yet
He's still within it
It's still within him
Wherever he goes he takes it with him
There are bluebirds singing around his shoulders
Up sides of mountains he's pushing boulders
If nothing changes nothing won't please her
Wherever he goes he's the same geezer
He lives in love and he lives in trauma
Nights out with Guinness and chicken shwarma
Attachment theory on Wikipedia
Wherever he goes
He's the same geezer
There are bluebirds singing around his shoulders
Up sides of mountains he's pushing boulders
If nothing changes nothing won't please her
Wherever he goes he's the same geezer
