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Living on the side of Primrose Hill

Drinking cans of Tennants just can't seem to get my fill

Got a beat up guitar and a dirty old sleeping bag

And this mangy dog whose tail don't wag

Sun's been shining down on my hillside bed

That's not the only reason my face is so red

This nasty cut on my nose is not from no fight

I just fell down yesterday or maybe it was last night

And I used to sing and play down in the underground

But a few years back they started cracking down

Now I'm living on the side of Primrose Hill

I'm no tourist attraction but I give them a thrill

Interlude

Yeah I see you riding by on your flash bicycle

Yeah they can do you for that on Primrose Hill

A pretty young mother goes by she's pushing her pram

Her little baby leans out just to see what I am

From the top of the hill there's a hell of a view

Houses of Parliament and London Zoo

Those politicians all chatter they trumpet and roar

That must be what those hyenas all are laughing for

When you come up to London it sure is something to see

It's somewhere to go but it's no place to be

And there's two things keeping me from going 'round the bend

I got my music and this dog for a friend

Interlude

'Cause life gets slippery when you're living on the side

Yeah I know I should quit drinking but I haven't even tried

My mutt's licking my fingers and I'm wetting my lips

I got a can of extra strong and a bag of chicken and chips

If I had a little money I'd get a few things

Like a bottle of vodka and a pack of new guitar strings

I guess I could die here on the side of this hill

I'm no tourist attraction but I'd give them a chill

And I'm living on the side Of Primrose Hill

Drinking cans of Tennants Just can't seem to get my fill

Got a beat up guitar And dirty old sleeping bag

This mangy dog Whose tail won't wag