Woorden: Pogues, The. Modern World.

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Mary's selling flowers

On a stall in EC1

Tonight she'll be out looking for some fun

Her mate Gerry's in the basement

He hasn't got a home

But prides himself that he's got most things done



Meanwhile I'm up on the roof

Waiting for the sun to shine

I haven't got an excuse

So I'll just keep my head down



David's in the city

He's just made a deal

And the boys they want to take his trousers down

So they buy some little pills

Which will make poor David ill

And the find themselves in some club downtown



Meanwhile I got off the roof

'Cos the rain keeps pouring down

And I haven't got a clue

Why there's faith in all these clowns



This is the modern world...



Jim and Jane hit the grapevine

'Cos they're looking for a party

A secret number knows where it can be found

So they pick up Pete and Sheila

And they head down the M40

But someone said they closed the country down



Meanwhile I've locked myself in the kitchen

Waiting for the storm to pass

And if there's too much damage

I think I'll get the fuck out fast



This is the modern world...