Buskers on your corner street
Singing songs to passers by
Not the type one hopes to meet
Not the type one hopes to meet
Or make contact with the eye
Distant sounds to string along
Distant sounds to string along
Mostly background stuff
A penny bucket jingle ring
If the weather’s not too rough
The busker plays a town wall air
Now and then to earn a living
The busker plays a town wall air
Now and then to earn a living
Singing songs to half-cocked ears
Not hearing what he’s giving
Something sounds familiar
Something sounds familiar
I think I recognise that tune
Sounds different as a record track
A more easy listening croon
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