Song | Victoria Gardens |
Artist | Madness |
Album | A Guided Tour Of Madness |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
I just left | |
Victoria gardens | |
And walked through cardboard city land | |
A burnt out star was asking | |
How would | |
I like to shake his hand | |
I walked on in no hurry | |
And wondered where did we go wrong? | |
Looking, listening, hoping | |
That things are changing for the better | |
Don’t want to preach or teach | |
The blues to you now, brother | |
I walked on in no hurry | |
And wondered where did we go wrong? | |
Looking, listening, hoping | |
That things are changing for the better | |
Don’t want to preach or teach | |
The blues to you now, brother | |
It’s a bloody fine situation | |
That we find ourselves in | |
He said something | |
I couldn’t mention here | |
And we laughed with him again | |
I walked on in no hurry | |
And wondered where did we go wrong? | |
Looking, listening, hoping | |
That things are changing for the better | |
You’re trying to see if | |
What you’re teaching is the truth, sir | |
She said it’s for the good of us all | |
And now it is early evening | |
I look across gray | |
Leicester | |
SquareA large and silent crowd were walking | |
Said they had every right to be there | |
I walked on in no hurry | |
And wondered where did we go wrong? | |
Looking, listening, hoping | |
That things are changing for the better | |
Don’t want to preach or teach | |
The blues to you now, brother | |
Looking, listening, hoping | |
That things are changing for the better | |
You’re trying to see if | |
What you’re teaching is the truth, sir |
I just left | |
Victoria gardens | |
And walked through cardboard city land | |
A burnt out star was asking | |
How would | |
I like to shake his hand | |
I walked on in no hurry | |
And wondered where did we go wrong? | |
Looking, listening, hoping | |
That things are changing for the better | |
Don' t want to preach or teach | |
The blues to you now, brother | |
I walked on in no hurry | |
And wondered where did we go wrong? | |
Looking, listening, hoping | |
That things are changing for the better | |
Don' t want to preach or teach | |
The blues to you now, brother | |
It' s a bloody fine situation | |
That we find ourselves in | |
He said something | |
I couldn' t mention here | |
And we laughed with him again | |
I walked on in no hurry | |
And wondered where did we go wrong? | |
Looking, listening, hoping | |
That things are changing for the better | |
You' re trying to see if | |
What you' re teaching is the truth, sir | |
She said it' s for the good of us all | |
And now it is early evening | |
I look across gray | |
Leicester | |
SquareA large and silent crowd were walking | |
Said they had every right to be there | |
I walked on in no hurry | |
And wondered where did we go wrong? | |
Looking, listening, hoping | |
That things are changing for the better | |
Don' t want to preach or teach | |
The blues to you now, brother | |
Looking, listening, hoping | |
That things are changing for the better | |
You' re trying to see if | |
What you' re teaching is the truth, sir |
I just left | |
Victoria gardens | |
And walked through cardboard city land | |
A burnt out star was asking | |
How would | |
I like to shake his hand | |
I walked on in no hurry | |
And wondered where did we go wrong? | |
Looking, listening, hoping | |
That things are changing for the better | |
Don' t want to preach or teach | |
The blues to you now, brother | |
I walked on in no hurry | |
And wondered where did we go wrong? | |
Looking, listening, hoping | |
That things are changing for the better | |
Don' t want to preach or teach | |
The blues to you now, brother | |
It' s a bloody fine situation | |
That we find ourselves in | |
He said something | |
I couldn' t mention here | |
And we laughed with him again | |
I walked on in no hurry | |
And wondered where did we go wrong? | |
Looking, listening, hoping | |
That things are changing for the better | |
You' re trying to see if | |
What you' re teaching is the truth, sir | |
She said it' s for the good of us all | |
And now it is early evening | |
I look across gray | |
Leicester | |
SquareA large and silent crowd were walking | |
Said they had every right to be there | |
I walked on in no hurry | |
And wondered where did we go wrong? | |
Looking, listening, hoping | |
That things are changing for the better | |
Don' t want to preach or teach | |
The blues to you now, brother | |
Looking, listening, hoping | |
That things are changing for the better | |
You' re trying to see if | |
What you' re teaching is the truth, sir |