Oranges and Lemons Again - Jools Holland, Suggs

Oh it’s the crooked leg, the crooked mile

The hotel lift and a menacing smile

The energy of an itinerant child

To catch a glimpse of Mr Oscar Wilde

Waterborn, Southend on Sea

Twisted, bent, disability

Lord Upminster, Bo Diddley and Richard the Third

With the most unroyal mouth that you’ve ever heard

He’s never gonna do it, oh he has and all

They’re smiling politely, but they’re really appalled

And it’s turned out oranges and lemons again

All three bells in a row

We’re in and out of the Eagle

And up and down the City Road

Sweet Gene Vincent, mean old Ronnie Kray

The low-slung slouch of the bird of prey

Trouser pocket boys in unromantic places

Cigarettes falling from their sallow faces

He’s never gonna do it, oh he has and all

They’re smiling politely, but they’re really appalled

And it’s turned out oranges and lemons again

All three bells in a row

We’re in and out of the Eagle

And up and down the City Road

Lurking in the doorway of every town

Rough kids rally with their sorrows drowned

Burnt out faces and their ash-tray eyes

Up goes the cry through the perforated skies

He’s never gonna do it, oh he has and all

They’re smiling politely, but they’re really appalled

And it’s turned out oranges and lemons again

All three bells in a row

We’re in and out of the Eagle

And up and down the City Road

Turned out oranges and lemons again

All three bells in a row

We’re in and out of the Eagle

And up and down the City Road