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(heaton/rotheray)

Its 6.00am and even big ben

Is trying to get his head down for a kip

But no sooner is it down

And then its on with dressing gown

For this city very rarely loses grip

But I have a friend whos never up by 10.00

Hes fast asleep with mouth open wide

Hes lost a lot of jobs, but hes won a lot of friends

And he says to me, he cannot tell the time

Its 7.00am and were coughing up the phlegm

Spitting out the taste of night before

And well vomit and well choke

Just to climb their tatty rope

Well this city has its charm, and its claw

And hell blame his clock

Or hell say hes lost his socks

And theyll tell you that hes been bitten by a snake

His excuses are an art

From the bottom of his heart

And he thinks of them whenever he awakes

Its 8.00am were on the road again

Racing for a placing at the top

And it says green for go

For the people in the know

But for the others all it says is red for stop

Its cold and its damp

And theyve dug him a grave

And the 10.15 merchants still in bed

And scrawled upon the headboard

For the whole wide world to see

Died in the arms of big ted

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