The Taking Of Peckham 123

[Verse 1]
It's like Saint Valentine's Day at the sugar candy store
Where the barman lays on the bloodstained floor
With all the wines and the cocktails he won't be serving anymore
To the swingers and the roustabouts and the carnivore queen
Who's looking for the Three Scrooges who are nowhere to be seen
And life's just a bowl of cherries for the fruit machine
The Taking of Peckham 123, 123

[Bridge]
(vocalising)

[Verse 2]
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
They robbed him blind then dumb and then deaf
And they left him there bleeding on the pavement to die
And he went to that great high-rise block in the sky
And the hands that do the dishes feel as soft as your face
Then they rob you of your pension and they ransack your place
Still, you try to forgive like the babby Jesus did
Though it's so hard to be a saint in the flats where you live
And you'll live there tomorrow and the day that you die
When you'll go to that great high-rise block in the sky
And you'll meet the babby Jesus so you'll know you're in Heaven
And you'll get back the years that you gave in the taking of Peckham

[Outro]
(vocalising)
Get back the years that you gave in the taking of Peckham