| Song | Victoria Gardens |
| Artist | Madness |
| Album | The Business |
| 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 |