A sky scraped, a city scaped by two clueless souls
They wipe their feet on the way out
When they’re leaving…
Fetter Lane, can you feel the pull?
Fetter Lane, un-understandable
Hidden away from ears and eyes
Blanketed in the whitest lies
And still it comes as a surprise
Too obvious to be too cruel
Those leaving in countless numbers get the idea
Planning ahead
Where’s the fun in…
Fetter Lane, final hold on hope
Fetter Lane, small brown envelope
We don’t think all is as it seems
Dead eyed as you rely your dreams
Divided into our two teams
But neither thinks that you can cope
Fetter Lane, living in the lie
Fetter Lane, now’s the time to buy
Once upon a time, things were bright
Now you can’t even steal one night
You’re still the conman’s acolyte
And you don’t have an alibi
Giving in solely to lessen your stress
Why have you settled for less?
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