Berkshire Poppies - Traffic

So many people with nothing to do

Hundreds of buildings that block out my view

Watched by a tramp with a hole in his shoe

Standing alone on the corner

He’s thinking that work is all a big joke

While he looks in the gutter for something to smoke

Two hundred kids in one red minimoke

Scream down the street fully loaded

Day in the city

Oh what a pity

I could be in Berkshire where the poppies are so pretty

I could be in Berkshire where the poppies are so pretty

I wish that I was there

I wanna make it out of there

People like sardines

Packed in a can

Waiting for Christmas that’s made in Japan

And I’m having trouble with my apple flan

Sat in the cafe on the corner

I walk through the green gates and into the park

Where murderers crawl after girls in the dark

Down by the she’d I head a remark

I turned on but no one could hear me

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