Don't bother looking

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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