In My Street

(álbum: Theatre Of The Absurd presents C'est La Vie - 2023)

There's Turkish drug dealers
An Irish halfway house
There's ten full black bin bags
Blowing round the gaff
And everybody's moaning about their own birthday
And everybody's talking about getting away

In my street
It's just the people you meet
I've got a line but I can't get away
Oh no well not until judgement day

There's Eggy, & Beany, Popple, & Chainy
Ronnie, & Freddy, Terry, & Painy
All telling their own kids when they should go to bed
All sitting around their living room off their heads

'Cause in my street
It's all the lovely people you meet
I've got a line but I can't get away
Oh no well not until judgement day

It's a strange old thing
When you're on your own
Amongst other people
And your far from home
But at other times
Thinks can change
So quickly
In the nod of a wink
The blink of an eye

And you realize
It's all just in your mind
And you realize
It's all just in your mind
And then your free

In my street
It's just the people you meet

In my street
It's just the people you meet

We moved here so long ago
I don't remember why
Must be 40 odd year now
But don't time fly
When your having fun

A boxer
Footballer
A black cab driver
A gangster
A fraudster
A cheating conniver
And everybody's talking about getting away
Looks like we're here to stay

'Cause in my street
It's all the lovely people you meet
I've got a line but I can't get away
Oh no well not until judgement day

'Cause in my street
It's all the people you meet
We've had a line but we can't get away
No well not judgement day