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This is no place to be if the full time beep means:
That’s it, there’s always next week
Best be away on your toes, follow yer nose
And make haste down a nearby side street.
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Twenty minutes we’re out of the danger zone
Where the angered are still harping on
About losing at home to some team from below ‘em’
Whose whole squad were brought for a song?
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Along busy streets, we’re stamping our feet
As warm feelings return to our toes
There’s a fine dust of sleet settling on people
Been Chrimbo shopping down London’s Kings Road.
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At a bus stop I’m clapping me hands to stay warm
As stooping shadows emerge like souls lost
Carrying cardboard and blankets to the doorways of shops
In the feint hope they’ll ward off Jack Frost.
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I’m told society’s changing for the better in different ways
Yeah and maybe for some it’s all right
What kind of society looks on the homeless, and turns quickly away
As they freeze on these cold winter nights?
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So fans if we’re beat it’s concerning,
A no score draw or gaffer tintacked
As Christmas approaches, try and lay off the moaning
Compared to some our gripes ain’t nuffink, it’s fact!