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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