They say immigrants steal the hubcaps
Of the respected gentlemen
They say it would be wine an' roses
If England were for Englishmen again
Well I saw a dirty overcoat
At the foot of the pillar of the road
Propped inside was an old man
Whom time would not erode
When the night was snapped by sirens
Those blue lights circled fast
The dancehall called for an' ambulance
The bars all closed up fast
My silence gazing at the ceiling
While roaming the single room
I thought the old man could help me
If he could explain the gloom
You really think it's all new
You really think about it too
The old man scoffed as he spoke to me
I'll tell you a thing or two
young
years
would
world
while
wallets
twenties
turned
trudged
lights
lifted
steal
marching
ladies
hoods
gentlemen
gazing
itself
immigrants
missed
mother
fourteen
hunger
gloom
north
could
england
sailed
remember
father
famine
explain
alone
erode
garden
architects
again
called
ambulance
propped
there
around
battlefield
hubcaps
battle
clicked
night
leave
dirty
bullets
pillar
inside
eighteen
circled
streets
afterwards
thing
closed
south
deserted
limped
never
masters
began
memories
sorrow
million
mouths
orders
overcoat
party
about
scoffed
returned
peace
ceiling
photos
really
rebuilding
respected
roaming
thought
roses
scientific
brothers
servants
letters
silence
forwarded
strikes
touch
single
their
those
shells
sirens
spoke
snapped
square
strike
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