The streets are doing a wardance   As their sight is restored to the blind   And I'm sifting trash on the offchance   That there might be something to find   And mary lets her fingers do the walking   Her baby's nearly due   She's listening but no-one's talking   At the citizen's advice bureau   And joe is down on the dole-queue   He should have signed on yesterday   Even if he was a carpenter and she was his lady   He still wouldn't be able to make it pay   No      And he don't believe in angels   She's been seeing another man   Infidelity runs in the family   But that wasn't a part of the plan   And shepherds watch the flicks by night   At the king's cross all night show   Something's trying to catch their eyes   But they're too grossed out to know   And the three kings travel like three ships a-sailing   They've got some gifts he'll need   Cocaine for sniffing, money for corruption, and a whole load of videos of I love lucy         But the king of the country he's getting frightened   He doesn't want to be another man's pawn   And he crushes the beer can between his hands   He sees his fate, the clown yells checkmate   And another star is born         But the baby is killed in an instant   As though his whole life were a dream   Though his book sells well and he pulls out the stops   Everyone knows he's a hyped-up hasbeen         And the t-shirts just embarrass   And thought become memories after a while   He's looking so much older now   It's hard to belive that that was style   And he throws his cloak out to his fan   It's his last chance sacrifice   The girls are crawling a cut-glass sea   No-one even wants to look twice   Cos the circle's all but full now   But the stalls are empty for the latest son   Who just smiles and says   Give my regards to fleet street, I've gotta run         The streets are doing a wardance   As their sight is restored to the blind   And I'm sifting trash on the offchance   That there might be something to find...