Camden Road Lyrics

This one's always aggy
Gunnin' for my throat
Says he should "smash my face in"
But he doesn't though
What a long ting
What a long ting
Come we go

Happy slappy chappies
On the SilverLink Metro
Heard you clapped some granny
Broke her fucking nose
What a long ting
What a long ting
Come we go

Fit but not a buffy
Shame about the boat
Says he wouldn't bang it
Standards I would though
What a long ting
What a long ting
Come we go

I'm so tired of all the militant fists on the Camden Road
But when you're scared inside the house where you live where you 'sposed to go?

I think he's got a habit
He clucking for my phone
He hasn' got no credit
He put it up his nose
What a long ting
What a long ting
Come we go

Can get quite a handful
When he's on the coke
When he's on the level
He's a nice enough bloke
What a long ting
What a long ting
Come we go

I'm so tired of the militant fists on the Camden Road
But when you're scared inside the house where you live where you 'sposed to go?
Where you 'sposed to go?

Far too young a shagger
He's still taking off her clothes
Should strap up to bang 'er
Hasn't got one though
What a long ting
What a long ting
Come we go

They say there's nothing to it
Pull it out 'fore it blows
Not all of us can do it
Twelve year old Daddy O
What a long ting
What a long ting
Come we go