Piccadilly Lyrics - Adam And The Ants

Down in Piccadilly 

Down in West One 

They dress like Laurence Harvey 

The immaculate son 

She looks good and lovely 

A sight for all to see 

With a voice you could get lost in 

Eighteen 

He's a practical man 

Gonna catch you if he can 

He's a practical man 

Gonna catch you if he can 

He's a practical man 

Gonna catch you if he can 

Down in Piccadilly 

Down in West One 

Drinking cups of coffee 

In Fortnum and Mason 

She looks good and lovely 

Trained in luxury 

(She's trained, she's trained) 

With a voice you could get lost in 

Eighteen 

He's a practical man 

Gonna catch you if he can 

He's a practical man 

Gonna catch you if he can 

He's a practical man 

Gonna catch you if he can 

Lock up your daughters 

Lock up your daughters 

Lock up your daughters 

Lock up your daughters 

Down in Piccadilly 

Down in West One 

If you're really lucky 

You'll see Francis Bacon 

He paints good and lovely 

A sight for all to see 

In a world you could get lost in 

Eighty 

Lock up your daughters 

Lock up your daughters 

Lock up your daughters 

(Here they come, here they come Piccadilly West One) 

Lock up your daughters 

(It's real what they feel, no doubt about it) 

Lock up your daughters 

(Here they come, here they come Piccadilly West One) 

Lock up your daughters 

(Get rich quick and live to count it) 

Lock up your daughters 

(Here they come, here they come Piccadilly West One) 

Lock up your daughters 

(It's real what they feel, no doubt about it) 

Lock up your daughters 

(Here they come, here they come Piccadilly West One) 

Lock up your daughters 

(Get rich quick and live to count it) 

Lock up your daughters 

(Here they come, here they come Piccadilly West One) 

Lock up your daughters 

(It's real what they feel, no doubt about it)