Hampstead

Oh, well, Hampstead is for fairs and not for revolution
I was down the adventure, knocking two bits of wood together

I seen you poncing round, I seen you looking in the mirror
Your mummy drives a Mini, and I didn’t have a telephone, no

You’re deprived of being deprived
You’re deprived of being deprived
You’re deprived of being deprived

If you talk, you have to do
And I changed the line for you, Maxie

I seen you poncing round, I seen you looking in the mirror
Your mummy drives a Mini, and I didn’t have a telephone, no

You’re deprived of being deprived
You’re deprived of being deprived
You’re deprived of being deprived.