There's no sign
After hours
Brandy and bad wine

But it's cheap
Meet a creep
Lose some sleep

And there's a marketplace
On Saturday
I like to bargain
But I can't pay

I'm just me
Life is free
Then it's time for tea

Two pints will get you high
Never mind the foggy sky
I took the northern line to Camden Town
Times were hard
Times were bad
But they're the best times I've had
I took the northern line to Camden Town

I wear leather pants
And platform shoes
Everyone there
Tries to play the blues

I'm so broke
Got a smoke
What a joke

Two pints will get you high
Never mind the foggy sky
I took the northern line to Camden Town
Times were hard
Times were bad
But they're the best times I've had
I took the northern line to Camden Town

Now I understand why
Birds don't need their wings to fly
I was killing time so I went underground
The world was mine
Because destiny controlled my mind
I was feeling fine in Camden Town
I was feeling fine in Camden Town
I was feeling fine in Camden Town
I walked like Tiny Tim in Camden Town

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