Don't bother looking  There's no sign  After hours  Brandy and bad wine  But it's cheap  Meet a creep  Lose some sleep  And there's a marketplace  On Saturday  I like to bargain  But I can't pay  I'm just me  Life is free  Then it's time for tea  Two pints will get you high  Never mind the foggy sky  I took the northern line to Camden Town  Times were hard  Times were bad  But they're the best times I've had  I took the northern line to Camden Town  I wear leather pants  And platform shoes  Everyone there  Tries to play the blues  I'm so broke  Got a smoke  What a joke  Two pints will get you high  Never mind the foggy sky  I took the northern line to Camden Town  Times were hard  Times were bad  But they're the best times I've had  I took the northern line to Camden Town  Now I understand why  Birds don't need their wings to fly  I was killing time so I went underground  The world was mine  Because destiny controlled my mind  I was feeling fine in Camden Town  I was feeling fine in Camden Town  I was feeling fine in Camden Town  I walked like Tiny Tim in Camden Town  copyright 1996 Her Six Daughters