From the baby in the womb to the burden in the room
From the body in the tomb to the man in the moon mhm.
From the bottom of the hill to the top of the hill
From the hole in your head when you can’t sit still
All wrapped up in a cotton bud
Watch the sun go down, watch it come back up.
Take another sip from the broken cup
Drippin’ little tap keeps me woken up, oh
Oh oh, ohh
Chorus:
New shoes, old blues
Walking round the streets of London town singing
Up on the roof
If I lose, you lose
You and I could spend our time just lying dreaming
Of Hollywood
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