Cobblestones

Well the warm soothing taste Of a coffee break Bright and early in the morning The welcoming glance From one in a million I fought, I lost, I'm falling The smell of spice In the roaming air And a voice that's sweetly calling Straighten your back I want my cobblestones back In the days of longer morning Well you don't get to be Such an arse To get people to listen while you're talking But I don't have the time To be very kind So you can fuck off and keep on walking You've said enough More then you should And warned of times forgotten Just straighten your back I want my cobblestones back In the days of longer morning Whistling Well bodies don't move And neither do dreams Unless they're told they have too And there may be loads But if you do what you're told There'll be room for jokes and laughter And a couple of prays Will do you good You don't have to believe them after Just straighten your back I want my cobblestones back In the days of longer morning Well there are many talented folks around there But remember Why you're here All you are And all you want Is all of yours to bare Side street hush Or the main road rush You can stand out among the rest If you Straighten your back I want my cobblestones back In the days of longer morning Just straighten your back I want my cobblestones back In the days Of longer Morning