| We’re sitting on the terrace on the Portobello Road
|
| Waiting for the man to come
|
| It’s a complicated situation
|
| Bill rings his bell
|
| He plays us his song in the Morning Sun
|
| It’s tolerated emancipation
|
| You, you know you’re fond
|
| Of a little bit of Doris Day
|
| A little bit of Doris Day
|
| Mia rings the bell
|
| She’s gonna play us a song
|
| We’re sitting in the Morning Sun
|
| She’s a devil angel
|
| She’s Joniated
|
| Mia takes the gear
|
| She plays us a song
|
| We’re sitting in the Morning Sun
|
| It’s a complicated situation
|
| You, you know you’re fond
|
| Of a little bit of Doris Day
|
| A little bit of Doris Day
|
| I take Mama
|
| I take Papa
|
| I take Cobi to Mexico
|
| I take Jekyl
|
| I take?
|
| I take a Breville to Mexico
|
| When Tarrantino started to sing his songs alone
|
| You could run him home
|
| When all the people started to shout hooray! |
| hooray!
|
| You’ll come running
|
| Remember a time when a tear
|
| When a teardrop’s left your eyes
|
| And the soldiers yeah they came
|
| Yeah they came and they burned
|
| All our churches to the ground
|
| And the Priest he’s gone away
|
| He’s gone away |
| He’s gone away |