London Town

Walking down the sidewalk one purple afternoon
I was accosted by a barker playing a simple tune upon his flute
Toottoottoottoot
Silver rain was falling down
Upon the dirty ground of london town.
People pass me by on my imaginary street
Ordinary people it's impossible to meet
Holding conversations that are always incomplete
Well I don't know

Oh, where are there places to go?
Someone, somewhere has to know
I'don't know

Out of work again, the actor entertains his wife
With the same old stories of his ordinary life
Maybe he exaggerates the trouble and the strife.
Well, I don't know