Lyrics Albion - Live at The S.E.C.C. - Babyshambles

Down in Albion
They′re black and blue
But we don't talk about that
Are you from ′round here?
How do you do?
I'd like to talk about that
Talk over
Gin in teacups
Leaves on the lawn
Violence in bus stops
And the pale thin girl with eyes forlorn
More gin in teacups
Leaves on the lawn
Violence in dole queues
And the pale thin girl
Behind the checkout
If you're looking for a cheap start
Set in false anticipation
I′ll be waiting in the photo booth
At the underground station
So come away, won′t you come away?
We could go to... (good, hit it)
(What's that? Edimburgh, as I say)
Ahh, anywhere in Albion
Yellowing classics
And canons at dawn
Coffee wallahs and pith helmets
And an English song, oh
Mmm... Reebok classics
Canons at dawn
Terrible warlords, good warlords
And a Scottish song
Ah, if you′re looking for the cheap start
Glint with perspiration
There's a four-mile queue
Outside the disused power station
So come away, oh, and in time you gotta go away
We could go to...
Comin′ to you, Manchester, Newcastle, Devon, Reading, Watford
Newcastle
If you are still looking for a cheap start
Glint with perspiration
There's a five-mile queue
Outside the disused power station
So come away, won′t you come away?
We could go to...
Glasgow town, where's your town at?
Anywhere in Albion