Greetings From Shitsville

The paper's hanging off the walls,

There's 'roaches dancing in the halls

You still pay a fortune and crawl down Misery Street

The euthanasia dream brigade

Are melting in the Hampstead shade

The zombies of life they parade down Misery Street

So come on over with something to do baby

I need the company

Greetings now from Shitsville, North West Three

Why do we stay here?

God only knows!

It's not the scenery!

Greetings now from Shitsville, North West Three

Greetings now from Shitsville, London

And all my neighbours disappear

The second that I get too near

I stick out like elephant ears on Misery Street

It gets so hard to sleep at night,

The left of me the drunks still fight

While sirens scream off to the right down Misery Street

So come on over with something to do baby

I need the company

Greetings now from Shitsville, North West Three

Why do we stay here?

God only knows!

It's not the scenery!

Greetings now from Shitsville, North West Three

Greetings now from Shitsville, London

The heating's set on sauna

And the carpet's getting thin

My vacuum cleaner's blowing out

Instead of sucking in

I drink myself to coma

So that sleep escapes the din

And start this shit all over again...

So now I got a brand new day

To tackle in the same old way

The ducking and diving of bills that arrive

In their seemingly hundreds to pay

So come on over with something to do baby

I need the company

Greetings now from Shitsville, North West Three

Why do we stay here?

God only knows!

It's not the scenery!

Greetings now from Shitsville, North West Three

Greetings now from Shitsville, London

Greetings now from Shitsville, London

Greetings now from Shitsville, London

The Wild