notting hill

on the streets of notting hill
mods are illing in their mohair suits
spivs are sweating in their sharkskin finery 
posh girls all come here to die
hangman says well here we go
smiling and swinging
swinging and grinning

on the streets of notting hill
bones are breaking rent needs paying
got a flat but got no floorboards
somebody wants you out my lad
nothing like a jellied eel to
swim your gut and
eat your belly

on the streets of notting hill
shitbirds singing in their hipster boots
fixers work in groups of three
and seek the abject prey the poor
soft mice a tribute to drop at the feet
of the sleek catmaster
with his dirty claws

on the streets of notting hill
teds are kicking ribs and balls
dancing on the portobello
quiffs are bouncing skiffle time
peter in hell and julia winsome
comes the money
come the lame