Текст песни Islington John - Momus
This
part
of
town
is
all
flatfish
tramps
Beautiful
women
becoming
mothers
All
night
long
the
piano
grins
And
I
sit
drinking
sweetheart
stout
Hey
lonely
you,
you
with
the
negro
face
Say
lonely
what
time
does
the
music
start?
Suddenly
the
actress
belly
laughs
And
I
put
my
hand
on
hers
Islington
John,
time
you
were
gone
Look
at
the
clock,
it's
a
quarter
to
one
And
when
it
strikes
the
hour
I
will
steal
your
poppy
flower
I
get
a
nosebleed
under
the
blue
lamp
The
actress
goes
up
to
the
ugly
man
and
they
kiss
The
wind
ruffles
the
polythene
On
a
woman
drunk
on
powdered
milk
and
gas
Me
and
the
actress
meet
a
crowd
walking
backwards
Football
fans
attacking
gypsy
caravans
Someone
hits
my
head
from
the
back
As
I'm
peeping
at
cookery
down
an
extractor
stack
Islington
John,
time
you
were
gone
Look
at
the
clock,
it's
a
quarter
to
one
And
when
it
strikes
the
hour
I
will
steal
your
poppy
flower
Cars
beep
as
we
flamenco
dance
on
the
pavement
The
innards
of
an
old
alsatian
preserved
by
frost
Back
at
her
flat
the
actress
gargles
And
puts
on
a
record
by
Juliette
Greco
Islington
John,
time
you
were
gone
Look
at
the
clock,
it's
a
quarter
to
one
And
when
it
strikes
the
hour
I
will
steal
your
poppy
flower
Islington
John
lifted
the
nylon
Lay
amongst
the
broken
antiques
and
smiled
Reeking
of
coffee
and
piss
Sober
enough
just
to
say
this:
"I
will
pay
for
the
fire
extinguisher
The
sand
bucket
and
case
If
you
will
let
me
pay
for
this
man's
face"
Islington
John,
time
you
were
gone
Look
at
the
clock,
it's
a
quarter
to
one
And
when
it
strikes
the
hour
I
will
steal
your
poppy
flower
I
will
steal
your
poppy
flower
I
will
steal
your
poppy
flower
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