The Everyday Story Of Smalltown Lyrics - The Big Express - Xtc

Smalltown, snoring under blankets 

Woken by the clank 

It's just the milkman's dawn round 

Smalltown, hiding undercovers 

The lodgers and the lovers 

Are asleep 'round Smalltown 

Shiney grey black snake of bikes 

He slithers 

Bearing up the men and boys 

To work 

We're standing in poplar lines 

Making alarm clocks that'll wake our wives up 

Don't ask us, we haven't the time 

We're racing the hooter that'll signal life's up 

Smalltown, crouching in the valley 

Woken by the Sally Army 

Sunday marchround 

Smalltown, coughing in the toilet 

Who on earth would spoil it 

Would they pull down Smalltown? 

If it's all the same to you 

Mrs Progress 

Think I'll drink my Oxo up 

And get away 

It's not that you're repulsive to see 

In your brand new catalogue nylon nightie 

You're too fast for little old me 

Next you'll be telling me it's 1990 

I have lived here for a thousand years or maybe more 

And I've sheltered all the children who have fought the wars 

And as payment they make love in me 

In squeaky beds 

In bicycle sheds 

Inside of their heads 

As singles and weds 

As Tories and Reds 

And that's how I'm fed 

And that's how I'm fed 

Smalltown, snoring under blankets 

Woken by the clank 

It's just the milkman's dawn round 

Smalltown, hiding undercovers 

The lodgers and the lovers 

Are asleep 'round Smalltown 

Smalltown, crouching in the valley 

Woken by the Sally Army 

Sunday marchround 

Smalltown, coughing in the toilet 

Now who on earth would spoil it 

Will you pull down Smalltown 

Smalltown 

Smalltown