Carter USM

I thought the streets were paved with gold I always thought my fortune flowed
All along the River Thames from Westminster to Southend into the sea
I thought I'd find it at the heart of every garden and Royal Park
Where money grows on trees beneath a moon that's made of cheese

But the ground beneath my feet was just tarmac and concrete
The road sticking to my Converse as it melted in the heat
Of a muggy Monday morning through the smog of global warming
The sun would not be blocked by any cream bought from a shop
On a busy London high street that looked just like any other
As it was filmed from every angle for a voyeuristic big brother
The opening of another Tesco Metro supermarket
Girls leaving the Body Shop for the nearest golden arches
And if a horror film or snuff movie was captured on the cameras
It could be used in court as evidence, which didn't mean much to the families
In the crematorium where the left side of the stereo wasn't working
For the song that played as it conveyed the coffin through the curtains

I thought the streets were paved with gold I always thought my fortune flowed
All along the River Thames from Westminster to Southend into the sea
I thought I'd find it at the heart of every garden and Royal Park
Where money grows on trees beneath a moon that's made of cheese

Using all my cartoon super power I scaled the face of St Stephen's Tower
And looking down across my manor I unfurled my stupid protest banner
The tourists watching from the wheel with their camera phones and happy meals
Suspected a PR stunt and secretly they hoped I'd jump
And break my neck but not be killed on the electric fence that had just been built

If we keep the terrorists at bay maybe they'll just go way
And leave us to mount our challenge to all the Americans who thought
Our service will never be as lousy as the service in New York
At fifteen minutes to the hour I'd climb down from St Stephen's Tower
For cigarettes and Lucozade with the police and the fire brigade
Dr Samuel Johnson you were very nearly right
I was tired of London but I will never tire of life

Mighty Mouse is on his way
Here I come to save the day
From the tower of Big Ben
Flying south across the Thames
Faster than the speed of sound
High above the Underground
With my supermarket bag
Just another cartoon dad in London town\\