Parkinsons – Bedsit City Lyrics
In the heart
Of the city
Lives a man
In a bedsit
In a bedsit
In his room
Got the fever
He's lost his dreams
In a bedsit
In a bedsit
In the streets of London
Can't let it go
He's a shadow in the distance
Paid for the world
Came from the flatlands
The stinking suburbs
He lives in the streets
The streets of London
In the heart
Of the city
Lives a man
In a bedsit
In a bedsit
In his room
Got the fever
He's lost his dreams
In a bedsit
In a bedsit
In the streets of London
Can't let it go
He's a shadow in the distance
Paid for the world
Came from the flatlands
The stinking suburbs
He lives in the streets
The streets of London
In the heart
Of the city
Lives a man
In a bedsit
In a bedsit
In his room
Got the fever
He's lost his dreams
In a bedsit
In a bedsit
In the streets of London
Can't let it go
He's a shadow in the distance
Paid for the world
Came from the flatlands
The stinking suburbs
He lives in the streets
The streets of London
Streets of London
Streets of London
Streets of London
Streets of London
Streets of London
Streets of London