Sunny Goodge Street
Donovan Leitch
Fairytale 1965
copyrights: Southern Music Publisers
On the firefly platform
on sunny Goodge Street
a violent hash-smoker
shook a chocolate machine
involved in an eating scene.
Smashing into neon streets
in their stillness,
smearing their eyes
on the crazy kerb goddess.
Listening to sounds
of Mingus mellow fantastic.
My my, they sigh,
My my, they sigh.
In dull house rooms
with coloured lights swinging
strange music boxes
sadly tinkling,
drinking the sun
shining all around you.
My my, they sigh.
My my, they sigh.
My my, they sigh.
My my, they sigh.
The magician, he sparkles
in satin and velvet.
You gaze at his splendour
with eyes you've not used yet.
I tell you his name
is love love love.
My my, they sigh.
My my, they sigh.
My my, sigh.