Mornington Crescent Lyrics - Back To The Bus - Babyshambles

Mornington Crescent 

I think of you 

Rain in the southeast 

Men feeling blue 

Men with their bowlers 

Kids with their spats 

Ladies with chauffeurs 

Dogs wearing hats and jackets 

Rich apartments 

Old punk posters 

Tartan garments 

I love the exquisite array 

I love the camp as camp parade 

The possibilities suggest themselves to me 

I'm feeling free 

Mornington Crescent 

The sun in the east 

I've got a job on 

For a Senegalese rich arbitrator 

In African law 

To paint his apartment, strip down the walls 

Came down between us lately 

Lust and want and need just caved in 

'Is it wise?' 

The answer's no 

It never is but since you ask 

We pause thoughtfully, for twenty seconds reprieve 

Then it's off with the briefs 

Mornington Crescent 

Sin is my game 

We'll all be lined up 

Irrelevant fame 

Next to the broker, the nurse and the drunk 

I was a joker, the wannabe punk that got lucky 

Had a good time 

Life became fruitless 

Egotistic swine to all your friends 

All the ladies and the men 

The possibilities suggest themselves to me 

We're a little too free