Down in Albion 

Ah, 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 



Aah, 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 

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 

Deptford, Digbeth, Tuebrook 

Anywhere in Albion 



* Yellowing classics 

And canons at dawn 

coffee wallows and pith helmets 

and oh an English sun 



[Repeat *]



But if you're looking for a cheap sort 

That's in false anticipation 

It'll be waiting in the photo booth 

At the railway station 



Ah come away, won't you come away 

We're going to... 

Watford, Enfields 

Anywhere oh 



If you're looking for a cheap sort 

That's in false anticipation 

It'll be waiting in the photo booth 

At the underground station 



Oh come away, won't you come away 

We're going to...