Seeking fame and fortune We walk the streets of London Looking for the crossroads everywhere Holed up in squats in teater bars There's a slasher on the Holloway boulevard Screaming: "Monkey, monkey, mon-key everywhere" Like tin soldiers responding to the call To Camden we will crawl One and all Oh [?] lordie-lords By icons we were lured One and all Seeking fame and fortune All they say's: "come on then, I'll meet you in the shadows by Rochester square" The deal was done, the trade was rough Dublins down for a dubble bluff Dipp your quill in your bleeding heart Sign there and there and there Like tin soldiers responding to the call To Camden we will crawl One and all Oh [?] lordie-lord By icons we were lured One and all Oh they were as boys, tell me what then did they know What was it they learned and where did they go Now listen to the voice of the city morning air If you're looking for something that's never been there If you're seeking fame and fortune Walking the streets of London Looking for the crossroads everywhere Hold on to your dreams, however bleak it seems The world they may not listen, but the devil may care Like tin soldiers responding to the call To Camden we will crawl One and all Oh [?] lordie-lord By icons we were lured One and all