Paroles de Islington John
This part of town is all flatfish trampsBeautiful women becoming mothers
All night long the piano grins
I sit drinking sweetheart stout
Hey lonely - you with the negro face
Say lonely - what time does the music start?
Suddenly the actress belly laughs
& I put my hand on hers
Islington John
Time you were gone
Look at the clock
It's a quarter to one
& when it strikes the hour
I will steal your poppy flower
I get a nosebleed under the blue lamp
The actress goes up to the ugly man & they kiss
The wind ruffles the polythene
On a woman drunk on powdered milk & gas
Me & the actress meet a crowd walking backwards
Islington John
Time you were gone
Look at the clock
It's a quarter to one
& when it strikes the hour
I will steal your poppy flower
Cars beep as we flamenco dance
On the pavement the innards of an old alsatian
Preserved by frost back at her flat the actress gargles
& puts on a record by Juliette Greco
Islington John
Time you were gone
Look at the clock
It's a quarter to one
& when it strikes the hour
I will steal your poppy flower
Islington John lifted the nylon
Lay amongst the broken antiques & smiled
Reeking of coffee & piss
Sober enough just to say this:
"I will pay for this fire extinguisher
The sand bucket & case
If you will let me pay for this man's face"
Islington John
Time you were gone
Look at the clock
It's a quarter to one
& when it strikes the hour
I will steal your poppy flower
Say lonely - what time does the music start?
Suddenly the actress belly laughs
& I put my hand on hers
Islington John
Time you were gone
Look at the clock
It's a quarter to one
& when it strikes the hour
I will steal your poppy flower
I get a nosebleed under the blue lamp
The actress goes up to the ugly man & they kiss
The wind ruffles the polythene
On a woman drunk on powdered milk & gas
Me & the actress meet a crowd walking backwards
Islington John
Time you were gone
Look at the clock
It's a quarter to one
& when it strikes the hour
I will steal your poppy flower
Cars beep as we flamenco dance
On the pavement the innards of an old alsatian
Preserved by frost back at her flat the actress gargles
& puts on a record by Juliette Greco
Islington John
Time you were gone
Look at the clock
It's a quarter to one
& when it strikes the hour
I will steal your poppy flower
Islington John lifted the nylon
Lay amongst the broken antiques & smiled
Reeking of coffee & piss
Sober enough just to say this:
"I will pay for this fire extinguisher
The sand bucket & case
If you will let me pay for this man's face"
Islington John
Time you were gone
Look at the clock
It's a quarter to one
& when it strikes the hour
I will steal your poppy flower
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