 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Overture , by - Madness.
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Overture , by - Madness. Release date: 30.03.2017
Song language: English
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Overture , by - Madness.
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Overture , by - Madness. | Overture | 
| But in weather like this, you should wear a coat, a nice warm hat | 
| A needle and thread the hand stitches of time | 
| Battling Levinsky versus Jackie Burk | 
| Bobbing and weaving, an invisible line | 
| So step for step and both light on our feet | 
| We’ll travel many along dim silent street | 
| Would you like a bit of this, or a little bit of that? | 
| (Misses) | 
| A little bit of what you like does you no harm, you know that | 
| The perpetual steady echo of the passing beat | 
| A continual dark river of people | 
| In it’s transience and in it’s permanence | 
| But, when the streetlamp fills the gutter with gold | 
| So many priceless items bought and sold | 
| So step for step and both light on our feet | 
| We’ll travel many along dim silent street (together) | 
| Once round Arnold Circus, and up through Petticoat Lane | 
| Past the well of shadows, and once back round again | 
| Arm in arm, with an abstracted air | 
| To where the people stare | 
| Out of the upstairs windows | 
| Because we are living like kings | 
| And these days will last forever | 
| Cos sailors from Africa, China and the archipelago of Malay | 
| Jump ship ragged and penniless into Shadwells Tiger Bay | 
| The Welsh and Irish wagtails, mothers of midnight | 
| The music hall carousel enspilling out into bonfire light | 
| Sending half crazed shadows, giants dancing up the brick wall | 
| Of Mr Trumans beer factory, waving, bottles ten feet tall | 
| Whether one calls it Spitalfields, Whitechapel, Tower Hamlets | 
| Or Banglatown. | 
| We’re all dancing in the moonlight, we’re all | 
| On borrowed ground. | 
| Oh, I’m just walking down to, I’m just floating down through | 
| Won’t you come with me, to the Liberty of Norton Folgate | 
| But wait! | 
| What’s that? | 
| Dan Leno | 
| And the Limehouse golem | 
| Purposefully walking nowhere, oh I’m happy just floating about | 
| (Have a banana) | 
| On a Sunday afternoon, the stallholders all call and shout | 
| To no-one in particular | 
| Avoiding people you know, you’re just basking in you’re own company | 
| The technicolour world’s going by, but you’re the lead in your own movie | 
| Cos in the Liberty of Norton Folgate | 
| Walking wild and free, in your second hand coat, | 
| Happy just to float | 
| In this little taste of liberty | 
| A part of everything you see | 
| They’re coming left and right | 
| Trying to flog you stuff you don’t need or want | 
| And a smiling chap takes your hand | 
| And drags you in his Uncles restaurant | 
| (ee-yar, ee-yar, ee-yar) | 
| There’s a Chinese man trying hard to flog you moody DVDs | 
| You know? | 
| You’ve seen the film, it’s black and white, it’s got no sound | 
| And a man’s head pops up and down | 
| Right across your widescreen TV | 
| (Only a fiver) | 
| ('Ow much?) | 
| (Alright, two for eight quid) | 
| (Ee-yar, ee-yar, look, I’m givin' it away) | 
| (Givin' it away!) | 
| Cos in the Liberty of Norton Folgate | 
| Walking wild and free, in your second hand coat, | 
| Happy just to float | 
| In this little piece of liberty | 
| You’re a part of everything you see | 
| There’s the sturdy old fellows, pickpockets, dandy’s, extortioners | 
| And night wanderers, the feeble, the ghastly, upon whom death | 
| Had placed a very sure hand, | 
| Some in shreds and patches, | 
| Reeling inarticulate full of noisy and inordinate vivacity | 
| That jars discordantly upon the ear | 
| And gives an aching sensation to both pair of eyeballs | 
| (Noisy and inordinate vivacity) | 
| Ohhhh ahhhhhh ahhhhh | 
| In the beginning was a fear of the immigrant | 
| In the beginning was a fear of the immigrant | 
| He’s made his way down to the dark riverside | 
| In the beginning was a fear of the immigrant | 
| In the beginning was a fear of the immigrant | 
| He’s made his home there down by the dark riverside | 
| Ohhhh ahhhhhh ahhhhh | 
| He made his home there down by the riverside | 
| They made their homes there down by the riverside | 
| The city sprang up from the dark river Thames | 
| They made their home there down by the riverside | 
| They made their homes there down by the riverside | 
| The city sprang up from the dark mud of the Thames | 
| I’ll say it again | 
| (Ha ha ha, that’s right) | 
| 'Cos in the Liberty of Norton Folgate | 
| Walking wild and free | 
| And in your second hand coat | 
| Happy just to float | 
| In this little taste of liberty | 
| Cos you’re a part of everything you see | 
| Yes, you’re a part of everything you see | 
| With a little bit of this | 
| And a little bit of that | 
| A little bit of what you like does you no harm | 
| And you know that | 
| Ohhhh ahhhhhh ahhhhh | 
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