Oh, drawn by a multitude of different factors
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What make this town my home
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And God save the piss head and thespian actor
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Relieved of everything they own
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But look at me now, I'm curled up like a fat cat
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Kicked into hell and back
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So I throw in the towel to a bouquet of laughter
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I'm rolling along the ground
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Oh, this town
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Cartwheels, tripping out of control again
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Oh, this town
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Balancing, falling off into no man's land
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And Old Mother Redcap
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She pours out her heart but of all the tales she tells
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The Kentiston Cobbler
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Winks over my shoulder and bids me a fond farewell
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But be forewarned in Camden Town
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Over and over and out
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Oh, this town
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Cartwheels, tripping out of control again
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Oh, this town
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I'm balancing, I'm falling off into no man's land
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Oh, this clown
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Who expects, yeah nothing from a nothing so
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Just leave me to drown
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In the tears of a very happy old man
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Oh, this town
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Cartwheels, tripping out of control again
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Oh, this town
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I'm balancing, I'm falling off into no man's land
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Oh, this old clown
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Who expects, yeah, nothing from a nothing so
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Just leave me to drown
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In the tears of bingo
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Bingo
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| Madness |
