Transcribed by Phil Gardner


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The sound of sobbing rose and fell, around the streets of Clerkenwell,
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As I walked from snackbar to cafe.
I stopped awhile to dry my eyes, and heard Italian voices crying,
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Ciao ragazzo e come stai.
And the anger that I feel right now,
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Would stretch frm Clerkenwell to Napoli,
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But there's so much more to life,
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So much more to life, than Little Italy.

Mi dispiace mi amor, I don't love you anymore,
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Those were the words she said to me.
And I remember squares and cold canals, the washing lines and alleyways,
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And through this London air this comes to me.
And it took so long to realise,
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You simply spoke a different tongue to me,
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When you spoke about your life,
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Spoke of your life, in Little Italy.

And the people who moved away from there,
They didn't have your privelege,
You can choose this life you've found,
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You couldn't choose the Brooklyn Bridge,
Or a small cafe in EC3.

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And as Italian voices swell, that just leaves me the rain of Clerkenwell,
And you the sun and poverty of Napoli.
You take cappucino and Parma ham, I take Nescafe and Spam,
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And I know I'll never make you see.
There was a time once long ago,
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There was a time when you once wanted me,
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But you gave it up for life,
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Gave it up for life, in Little Italy,
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In Little Italy, in Little Italy.

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