歌詞

Saturday morning in Southall Broaway So many glory's in store Saucepans and Saris and scented candles Hoovers and holdalls with dented handles Bangles and Bangra and more What else are Saturdays for What else are Saturdays for Saturday morning in Southalls bazi Gitu and glitter and more Carna and clutter and clothes and clatter Chillies, gepaties and chips and chatter Girls who like dressing like boys Just some of Saturdays joys Just some of Saturdays joys Home free in UB2 Heres where the World comes to sell Orange Jalepies or pink shampoo We got the answer for all of you Searching for bargins both old and new Bring cash And a fine tooth comb Find a treasure for every home In UB2 In UB2 Ahhh Ahhh Ahhhhhhhhhh And it's a little bit Punjab Hey! And a little bit UK Brup! A little splash of safron On a backdrop of grey Cause the skys are like clay From September to May Shanu Shanu In UB2 Saturday morning in Southall market Wishing this World wasn't mine Dreaming of somewhere where being other Doesn't encour the wrath of your mother Somewhere where people don't mind When we stay out after nine When we stay out after nine Homegrown in UB2 In UB2 Welcome to teenager hell This is the world with the worst taboo And all of the stuff they won't let you do Could feel the menelium dome It's a wonder we still come home To UB2 Too little discaplin in UB2 Too little privacy in UB2 Too many layabouts Too many relatives Too little sunshine Too many foregeners Well it's true Home brew for UB2 For UB2 Heres to the people who dwell Deep in the heart of the oven to Home to the fortunate not so few For Paris or... It's Home We're at Home She's at Home He's at Home We're at Home At UB2 In UB2
Writer(s): Charles Hart, Howard L Goodall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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