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Seven Dials - Lyrics


Oh won't you take a short walk with me
We'll stroll down to the Seven Dials
And by the light of the waning moon
We'll see people and strange times
And what strange times

It really doesn't matter where I've been
I can only tell you what I've seen
And it may come now as some surprise
To see what's really going on in my eyes

Where the rookeries' narrow alleys
Seven Dials to count all the days
And of the stranger with enquiring face
For each to catch the circling rays
Circling rays

It really don't matter what he's seen
But can he really tell you where he's been
And it will come now as no surprise
To see what's really going on in his eyes

Make yourself warm, come inside
There's no slight intended, well nothing implied
An invitation to sit side by side
With the thief and the beggar, even the snide
There's no pretence, nothing to hide

He dwells on every single corner
Tries every winding street in vain
The overcrowded tenament he goes
And doubles back his weary steps again
Steps again

Instrumental

Oh, make yourself warm come inside
There's no slight intended, nothing implied
An invitation to sit side by side
With a thief, a beggar even the snide

Make yourself warm come inside
Strap yourself in we're going for a ride
No pretence, nothing to hide
The thief and the beggar, the jilted bride

Make yourself warm come inside
No pretence, nothing to hide
Make yourself warm come inside
Make yourself warm come inside