Walking Down The Sidewalk One Purple Afternoon, I Was Accosted By A Barker Playing A Simple Tune Upon His Flute.
Toottoottoottoot. Silver Rain Was Falling Down Upon The Dirty Ground Of London Town. People Pass Me By On My Imaginary Street, Ordinary People ItÂŽs Impossible To Meet, Holding Conversations That Are Always Incomplete. Well I DonÂŽt Know.
Oh, Where Are There Places To Go? Someone, Somewhere Has To Know. I donÂŽt Know.
Out Of Work Again,The Actor Entertains His Wife With The Same Old Stories Of His Ordinary Life. Maybe He Exaggerates The Trouble And The Strife. Well, I DonÂŽt Know.
Oh, Where Are There Places To Go?
Someone, Somewhere Has To Know.
Crawling Down The Pavement On A Sunday Afternoon, I Was Arrested By A Rozzer Wearing A Pink Balloon About His Foot. Toot Toot Toot Toot. Silver Rain Was Falling Down Upon The Dirty Ground Of London Town.
Someone, Somewhere Has To Know. Silver Rain Was Falling Down
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