Walking through Holland Park Where romantic poets have left their mark The time of year,...
The burning sands of the lowlands "the l dot a dot" -tash of tha alkaholiks...
[Verse 2] I don't like to boast But our truffles are the most Mad-magical in...
Oh hell trouble is coming Out here in panic and alarm Black shapes gather in...
In holland there is a table In front of me With cafe' au lait And...
My name is jan the gypsy I travel the land....
I've watched you rise up and i've watched you fall...
Chorus Just a roll, just a roll, Just a roll...
One evening fair i took the air Down by blackwaterside...
As i walked under london bridge One misty morning early,...
We met when you were still a girl In nineteen...
Everybody else has gone, But you're still here with me....
You must philosophise, But why must you bore me to...
There is a lonely train called the 3.10 to yuma...
Come on now mister, step right inside and see the...