Have you seen the old man in the closed down market,
Kicking out the papers with his worn out shoes?
In his eyes you see no pride. hand held loosely by his side,
Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news.
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so how can you tell me you're lonely,
and you say for you that the sun don't shine?
let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of london,
i'll show you something that'll make you change your mind.
Have you seen the old girl who walks the streets of london?