South London Winter Lyrics by Songdog
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The trees bend in the wind like flinching beggars
and the bus-shelter's letting in the rain
It's another dark South London winter
And everybody knows Jesus died in vain
That's just how it is
The supermarket checkout girl's just unlucky
To as she scans my stuff she coughs the cobra's cough
Lucy wrote me a letter, pink crayon on blue paper
To say every useless thing we'd planned was off
That's just how it is
The trees bend in the wind like flinching beggars   and the bus-shelter's letting in the rain   It's another dark South London winter   And everybody knows Jesus died in vain   That's just how it is   The supermarket checkout girl's just unlucky   To as she scans my stuff she coughs the cobra's cough   Lucy wrote me a letter, pink crayon on blue paper   To say every useless thing we'd planned was off   That's just how it is