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Ice Cream and candy floss, parents with dosh, those were the times I liked bestDancing the tango with my mon amour, better than all of the rest.Children they laugh, children they scream, parents with balloons they all beamMoney is flooding into our tills but nothing is quiet what it seemsStreet singers sing, pickpockets pick, girls on cheap wine are all sickLilly the prostitute parades her wares for you she will do any trickJimmy is selling crack at half price he will supply any viceA fence a forged document he gives advice on anything not very niceCircus clown, now your down in a sea of wine you have drowned From Letras Mania