English Girls
Rain slickered off the Lillian Way
Brompton afternoon so cold and grey
I was singing sky songs when I could
You thought that I was burning witches
I was just burning wood
And it was once upon a wintertime
Bells were singing the marriage chime
I fell in love with my English girl"¦.
Love will soften anything except perhaps your mind
It's brutal and barbaric and it sneaks up from behind
And London season's needs in rightfuls never rang me wrong
And all I was doing was an awful lot of chewing
On the carcass of some silly old song
I sailed the wild blue yonder
Yes it was alright
Still I caught the last tube home
To my English Girl"¦.
Some old shadows come a"˜ knocking
Let's get out of here
And if the boat starts rocking
"Shoot the mutineer! Shoot the mutineer!" says my English Girl"¦..