Oh Look ...

Here's a u-tube version of Albion.  Staring at Pete Doherty for that long is a little unnerving (this is a man who decided he liked doing drugs better than dating Kate Moss), but it's a lovely version of the song.



Plus here's a better version of the lyrics (albiet with one completely wrong stanza near the end -- see the version in the post below this one for the correct words).  But it includes all the towns.  Which is more than half the point ...

Oh Down in Albion
They're black and blue
But we don't talk about that
Are you from 'round here?
How do you do?
I'd like to talk about that

Talk over
Gin in teacups
And leaves on the lawn
Violence in bus stops
And the pale thin girl with eyes forlorn

More gin in teacups
And leaves on the lawn
Violence in dole queues
And the pale thin girl
Behind the checkout

But if you're looking for a cheap sort
Set in false anticipation
I'll be waiting in the photo booth
At the underground station

So come away, won't you come away
We could go to...
Deptford, Catford, Watford, Digberth, Mansfield
Anywhere in Albion

Ahh yellowing classics
And canons at dawn
Coffee wallahs and pith helmets
And an English song

Mmm... Reebok classics
And canons at dawn
Coffee wallahs and pith helmets
And, and the English song

But if you're looking for a cheap tart
All glint with perspiration
There's a four-mile queue
Outside the disused power station

Now come away, wont you come away
We'll go to...
Satsworth, Senford, Weovil, Woomoyle, NEW-CAST-LE
Oh anywhere

if you are looking for a cheap tart
don't glint with perspiration
There's a five-mile queue
Outside the disused power station
Now come away (away), won't you come away

We'll go to...
Bedtown, Oldham, Nunthorpe, Rowlam, Bristol
Aaa-nywhere in Albion

Anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion

Just so we're clear, Albion is the oldest known name for England.  We're talking pre-King Arthur.  Second century, maybe.