Cakebrick road in summer 1981, we shared a house and garden
At the height of all the bombing, on the run in busy, hazy London
Through T-shirt breezes walking home from work -
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Chop, Chop, Chop lyrics

Some people call me the Creeper'Cuz they don't know my name or faceI got 'em running in circ
nty Kilburn sun
Weekends we'd just wash away the dirt of busy, hazy London
The night grew cold.  The Thames is old
Found that manners count for nothing and it took
A Welshman in his forties
Guinness elbows rest
Until You Come Back To Me lyrics

(Wonder/Paul/Brodnax)
Though you don't call anymore
I sit and wait in vai
upon a tabletop
The two of us on earlies
Three feet of snow feel on the Walnut Road
Two feet trudged
Round the corner came the sound of bad dreams
The flame is old.  The Thames is cold.
Cakebrick Road in summer
53 Hours lyrics

your words seem so vague
from hot lips, from your cold lips
mostly forget
 1981, we left a house and garden
On the corner boys, best of friends?
On the corner boys -
Both of us on earlies
Two of us on earlies
"I've Seen Everything" by the Trash Can Sinatras, lyrics published by