Black cabs, snapping at the heels of the ladies
Brushing windswept hair and scarves waving
Big Issue man threw a salvation by a penny
Please give what you can
A penny if you have any
Coffee aromas, swimming past the fruit stand
Drag at the corner in a pink polka-dot headband
Schoolboys are mean, but who knows what they're hiding
Time washes clean the masks in which we cry in
Oh, will I be lost in twilight limbo
Oh, me oh my
I always find myself on this road
A fake American diner plays me Mr. Mustard
But Orpheus is really an old accordion busker
The Mayor recites a Shakespearean sonnet
Saturday night, Bold Street's caked in its own vomit
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Burberry check, curbside sex and police cars
She cuts through the chaos, through the canvas like a shooting star
All slow motion now, can't quite believe my black eye
This dark angel landed and obviously missed a war cry
Twinkle, twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are
Like a diamond in the sky
Will I make it out alive
Oh, will I be lost in twilight limbo
Oh, me oh my
I always find myself on this road
Oh, will I be lost in twilight limbo
Oh, me oh my
I always find myself on this road
