Nottamun Town Return

In Luddenum Town not a soul would look up
Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down
Not a soul would look up,not a soul would look down
To show me my way out of Luddenham town
I saw a buffoon, a blonde headed mayor
Rattling his chains and going nowhere
Rattling his chains and going nowhere
Eyes cold as ice, but blowing hot air
Saw a man with two faces pedalling two wheels
A tame pack of hounds hot on his heels
Hey Tally Ho! Hold the front page news
Behind him a limousine bringing his shoes
Saw sons and daughters rise to their feet
Taking their empty bowls into the street
And those who had gobbled their own cake for free
Ordered them kettled without any tea
Saw the Prince and his duchess wave from their car
The crowd it waved back with insults and snarls
Drive from the nightmare, back to the dream
Back to the Duchy and rich, clotted cream
Bought a one way ticket, no turning back
The right kind of snow, but the wrong kind of track
Only one train that had not broken down
Soon I was heading for Nottamun town