New York Ivy

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New York Ivy by Paul Heaton

New York Ivy Lyrics

[00:15.56] He had a massive gong by the side of his bed
[00:19.91] Most folk just had a lamp
[00:23.37] And the tattoos where family names usually read
[00:26.83] He had 'Legend' and 'I Am The Champ'
[00:30.68] And in this dark age of plasticity
[00:34.91] His beard, it felt somehow so real
[00:38.74] Something he could touch right next to his skin
[00:42.12] Whilst attempting all along to conceal
[00:46.21] Conceal his hidden intent
[00:50.26] He ain't after women and he certainly ain't bent
[00:53.56] He's a new man, not the old, old, type
[00:57.65] He don't drink pints or carry the wife
[01:03.01] Every time he opens his mouth, it's like New York ivy
[01:11.07] Clinging to the conversation like the densest of fogs
[01:18.12] And the words that he chooses to use are simply New York ivy
[01:26.09] Twirling round and snapping your ankles like the neighbour's dogs
[01:33.03] And it was kinda instead of sort of
[01:35.52] 'Bunch' instead of 'group', and every second word was 'guys'
[01:40.57] You grab a shower, grab a coffee
[01:42.89] Jump into a cab, and then they do some steak and fries
[01:48.30] And the beard grows down his face like New York ivy
[01:55.91] And the beard grows down his face like New York ivy
[02:03.12] She liked her rap like she liked her coffee
[02:07.62] Tepid and most definitely white
[02:11.00] And her football team, like her taste in fellas
[02:14.59] Was entertaining, but incredibly shite
[02:18.47] And in this easier age of domesticity
[02:22.76] Something made her cling to the cloth
[02:26.64] Long for the day when he came home from work
[02:29.91] And demanded that she got her kit off
[02:33.57] And it was retro kit, sign of the day
[02:37.71] Another one claiming Macclesfield away
[02:41.52] A season ticket holder since '72
[02:45.34] A Stone Roses hat and a bee tattoo
[02:50.24] And every time he opens his mouth, it's like New York ivy
[02:58.71] Clinging to the conversation like the densest of fogs
[03:05.85] And the words that he chooses to use are simply New York ivy
[03:13.78] Twirling round and snapping your ankles like the neighbour's dogs
[03:20.73] And it was 'kinda' instead of 'sort of
[03:23.26] 'Bunch' instead of 'group', and every second word was 'guys'
[03:28.25] They grab a shower, grab a coffee
[03:30.59] Jump into a cab, and then they do some steak and fries
[03:36.02] And the beard grows down his face like New York ivy
[03:43.66] And the beard grows down his face like New York ivy
[03:50.37]
[04:06.37] In survival of the hippest, the hippest survive
[04:10.35] You can't shake hands, you can only high-five
[04:13.96] It's a fist bump after every joke
[04:17.80] Banal conversation that'll cause you to choke
[04:21.47] On a posh pork pie, pretentious beer
[04:25.93] Spit and sawdust got expensive round here
[04:28.90] It's a new 'joint', the latest place
[04:32.77] Where they wouldn't know style if it smacked them in the face
[04:36.85] A slap round the chops is what the world needs
[04:40.32] A bath full of water and a couple of leads
[04:47.31] Couple of leads, couple of leads
[04:54.95] Couple of leads
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From the album: Manchester Calling (Double Deluxe Version)