City Hobgoblins Songtext
Spiders [...]
Talk talk
You think it's the pipes
But who turns out the lights?
Our city hobgoblins
[Aboleroy] is a home hobgoblin
And at nights all ready
Our city hobgoblins
[Here] past my home at night
They are not alright
One-tenth my height
Our city hobgoblins
Goes up the old night mill
Ah but evil
[Abbey grange for old pre-glaze]
Pretentious [pretends to] say
Our city hobgoblins
They'll get yer
Said Queen Victoria
It's a large black slug in Piccadilly, Manchester
Our city hobgoblins
And they say
We cannot walk the floor at night in peace
At night in peace
Ten times my age
Talk talk
You think it's the pipes
But who turns out the lights?
Our city hobgoblins
[Aboleroy] is a home hobgoblin
And at nights all ready
Our city hobgoblins
[Here] past my home at night
They are not alright
One-tenth my height
Our city hobgoblins
Goes up the old night mill
Ah but evil
[Abbey grange for old pre-glaze]
Pretentious [pretends to] say
Our city hobgoblins
They'll get yer
Said Queen Victoria
It's a large black slug in Piccadilly, Manchester
Our city hobgoblins
And they say
We cannot walk the floor at night in peace
At night in peace
SMITH, MARK / HANLEY, STEPHEN / RILEY, MARC / SCANLAN, CRAIG
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