New Shoes

From the baby in the womb to the burden in the room 
 From the body in the tomb to the man in the moon mhm. 

 From the bottom of the hill to the top of the hill 
 From the hole in your head when you can't sit still 

 All wrapped up in a cotton bud 
 Watch the sun go down, watch it come back up. 
 Take another sip from the broken cup 
 Drippin' little tap keeps me woken up, oh 
 Oh oh, ohh 

 Chorus: 
 New shoes, old blues 
 Walking round the streets of London town singing 
 Up on the roof 
 If I lose, you lose 
 You and I could spend our time just lying dreaming 
 Of Hollywood 
 With these new shoes. 

 From the people in the front to the people in the back 
 To the people in the back, can you hear the stack? 

 From the down and the out to the uptown girl 
 From the daisy chain to the string of pearls 

 All wrapped up in a cotton bud 
 Watch the sun go down and watch it come back up, mhm 
 mhm mhm 

 2 x Chorus: 
 New shoes, old blues 
 Walking round the streets of London town singing 
 Up on the roof 
 If I lose, you lose 
 You and I could spend our time just lying dreaming 
 Of Hollywood 
 With these new shoes.