Oranges and Lemons Again
Oh it's the crooked leg, the crooked mile
The hotel lift and a menacing smile
The energy of an itinerant child
To catch a glimpse of Mr Oscar Wilde
Waterborn, Southend on Sea
Twisted, bent, disability
Lord Upminster, Bo Diddley and Richard the Third
With the most unroyal mouth that you've ever heard
He's never gonna do it, oh he has and all
They're smiling politely, but they're really appalled
And it's turned out oranges and lemons again
All three bells in a row
We're in and out of the Eagle
And up and down the City Road
Sweet Gene Vincent, mean old Ronnie Kray
The low-slung slouch of the bird of prey
Trouser pocket boys in unromantic places
Cigarettes falling from their sallow faces
He's never gonna do it, oh he has and all
They're smiling politely, but they're really appalled
And it's turned out oranges and lemons again
All three bells in a row
We're in and out of the Eagle
And up and down the City Road
Lurking in the doorway of every town
Rough kids rally with their sorrows drowned
Burnt out faces and their ash-tray eyes
Up goes the cry through the perforated skies
He's never gonna do it, oh he has and all
They're smiling politely, but they're really appalled
And it's turned out oranges and lemons again
All three bells in a row
We're in and out of the Eagle
And up and down the City Road
Turned out oranges and lemons again
All three bells in a row
We're in and out of the Eagle
And up and down the City Road
The hotel lift and a menacing smile
The energy of an itinerant child
To catch a glimpse of Mr Oscar Wilde
Waterborn, Southend on Sea
Twisted, bent, disability
Lord Upminster, Bo Diddley and Richard the Third
With the most unroyal mouth that you've ever heard
He's never gonna do it, oh he has and all
They're smiling politely, but they're really appalled
And it's turned out oranges and lemons again
All three bells in a row
We're in and out of the Eagle
And up and down the City Road
Sweet Gene Vincent, mean old Ronnie Kray
The low-slung slouch of the bird of prey
Trouser pocket boys in unromantic places
Cigarettes falling from their sallow faces
He's never gonna do it, oh he has and all
They're smiling politely, but they're really appalled
And it's turned out oranges and lemons again
All three bells in a row
We're in and out of the Eagle
And up and down the City Road
Lurking in the doorway of every town
Rough kids rally with their sorrows drowned
Burnt out faces and their ash-tray eyes
Up goes the cry through the perforated skies
He's never gonna do it, oh he has and all
They're smiling politely, but they're really appalled
And it's turned out oranges and lemons again
All three bells in a row
We're in and out of the Eagle
And up and down the City Road
Turned out oranges and lemons again
All three bells in a row
We're in and out of the Eagle
And up and down the City Road
Credits
Writer(s): Jools Holland, / Suggs
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