Years ago
\nUp in London
\nCovent Garden
\nI stood
\nSinging those sweet love songs
\nJust cos I could<\/p>\n
My friend her guitar
\nA soprano was she
\nWe sang for our supper
\nFor a nice pot of tea
\nJasmine or sencha
\nOr genmaicha
\nHitting the high notes
\nTravelling far<\/p>\n
We made sixty old pounds
\nSome clapped,
\nsome jeered
\nOpera
\non the placement
\nYea it seemed weird
\nSo close to the real stars
\nAnd us on the street
\nLike mice in a way
\nTrying hard to compete<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Years ago Up in London Covent Garden I stood Singing those sweet love songs Just cos I could My friend her guitar A soprano was she We sang for our supper For a nice pot of tea Jasmine or sencha … Continue reading