Tea In China Teapots.

Old streets leave broken pavements far behind
For Florence Nightingale on the day she arrived
Where was Mother Teresa so thoughtful and kind
An incredible power came over her to save lives.

Beggars on benches sleeping away an alcoholic life
Where card boards and dumps trash out on living
When the tears fall from above for thank Christ
When wealthy people look, gave thanks for giving

Beaten up again feeling sorry, red, black or blue
Down by a harbour you can piddle in the sea
To wash the taste from something inside of you
Where are you from, would you like to believe.

One hook of pitch and toss leaves you broke
Flat out on the floor freezing people start to die
But, an angel showed up to give a world of hope
Starting question after question you want to cry.

Tea in China Teapots in the garden, Robins chirp
But, you stayed up all night staring at the church
Violence and an attitude will work out your worth
Life looks pretty, the sea is blue, but, it still hurts.

Amsterdam blew to bits, more like smithereens
Sensations vibrating through the red light area
A smoked misty fog thought where you 've been
Riding the cobbled streets as the sky was brighter.

More tea in broken teapots out pours your skin
Drinking Gin and Tonic with the tears of a clown
Soldiers only 19 they all thought they would win 
With razor blades and mirrors 6ft underground.

So if you're looking for an old English love song
Dancing with romance to brighten up your day
Pitfalls by the power station when it went wrong
Have a fascination, send some chords to play.

Live in such dire straights, it causes desperation
When the world has hung you on a broken wall
And, be talking over teacups in a strange situation
Caught stuck on your back looking down at a fall.

Violence at the bus stop with Chinese eyes forlorn 
Parking at the power station you'll see what's done
Loading you with bullets. no more teacups on the lawn 
Bleeding blood and, another warlord has just begun

A sad situation when men sleep away an alcohol life
In a sleeping bag, he thinks to himself this desperation
So, when the wind blows, you'll think your Jesus Christ.
And, you'll be waiting down by the broken power station.

Go away, far away, you could go to Bradford or Halifax
But. only if you wanted to come along with me and stay
If you want, I'll buy you Tea and China teapots and cups
London or Manchester. You can dance on Champs-Elysées.

We all know the score then let's try to get it right
Shakespeare wrote Hamlet the Prince of Denmark
And, you'll hear about it, his love and his plight
Where hearts starts to bleed, we can make a start.

But, you stayed up all night and hid behind a door
Too many rainbows were looking over Nightingale 
But, Romeo won her heart, his heart to the floor
Alongside the harbour, we drank tea and set sail.

Come with me to Bristol, Birmingham or even Paris
With underground trains, they learn how to whistle
Don't mess it up this time, met a lady called Clarice
Who incidentally undone her dress and giggled.

Now you'll drown your sorrows filled up with lost love
Learning lessons even when you've mastered it all
Then when you earned everything it all got too much
Throw away your life and, we'll get to meet St Paul.

Die or not to at all if you feel the need not too
Skeletons and ghosts arise from in your soul
But' you'll learn not to fight against the wars
From within your heart has bored a deadly hole.