Waterloo Station

Soon, beneath the awning of the train station
Soon, amongst the yawning of a great nation
So soon, I will be arriving at Waterloo
Laughing at the joke on poor Napoleon
Whistling a melody fit for Nelson so soon
And of course I'll sing the song by the Kinks
And not the one by ABBA
Waterloo Station"

La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la

Many years ago I up and left my homeland
To make my fortune far from England
Had to go far away
The furthest place, Paris, France
Tell all the world
All the while that I was parted

Fair visions of dark rivers
And green parks I was haunted by
Fine again, ahead of all the hijinks
That this girl's had to go through
To get back to Waterloo Station

La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la



Credits
Writer(s): Rufus Wainwright, Raymond Davies
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