In Finsbury Park
I'm dressed as a tramp
Playing harmonica
It's cold and it's damp

You don't make much money
The winos for fun
Are asking for money
Beg for some

In Finsbury Park
Near a puddle of piss
I'll give you
A goodbye-kiss

And the striptease artist
She wanders by
She's showing her legs
She's showing her thighs

She wants to eat me
It isn't a lie
"You're working so hard"
She sighs

In Finsbury Park
Near a puddle of piss
I'll give you
A goodbye-kiss

Your inner striptease whore
Has money to earn
Here in the gutter
You learn

The alcoholics
Piss down their legs
I play my harmonica
Continue to beg

Well in Finsbury Park
Near a puddle of piss
I'll give you
A goodbye-kiss

Speak, freak
She goes by
In a peepshow in Soho
She lies

He could be good-looking
Two girls to cry
The drunks ask for money
And smile

Well in Finsbury Park
Near a puddle of piss
I'll give you
A goodbye-kiss

He's got so much talent
A good-looking boy
They both want to fuck me
I feel like a toy

Well in Finsbury Park
Near a puddle of piss
I'll give you
A goodbye-kiss

I'll give you
A good-bye kiss