Endless roads and rain, and faces follow him
 And when he walks down London streets
 with bare feet on the ground
 With mocking eyes and smiling faces
 people gatherin? around
 What is the sense of each and everyone
 To find it out it needs no rich man?s son

 So he thinks and smokes another cigaret
 Knowing no one cares if he?s alive or dead
 And then he walks down London streets
 with bare feet on the groundWith mocking eyes and smiling faces
 people gatherin? around
 What is the sense of each and everyone
 To find it out it needs no rich man?s son
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 What is the sense of each and everyone
 To find it out it needs no rich man?s son