Mike Spine - Primrose Hill lyrics

Primrose Hill Primrose Hill I sit alone and drink your swill Primrose Hill Primrose Hill watching London gets its fill Of the sun of the sun the illusive northern sun Shown its face shown its face for first time in many days Shown its face first time in many days There's a boy shoots down the hill on a custom type big wheel It's all fun it's all laughs til he has to turn around The hipsters and hotties sit black hair walks and swings her hips Skinny legs and well endowed draws the eye of much the crowd Draws the eye of much the crowd Well the boys kick their balls as the frisbee discs sail on Dogs walk through the long gra** in warm coats that can't be shed There are hundreds all around and there's millions in this town But I only know a few so I sing the Primrose blues Singing the Primrose Hill blues