Starting From Scratch

It's a long walk down from my door to the Cardigan Hotel

But I make it every night when the sky gets dark.

The serpentine is black and doesn't show a single star

And I'm just off work and walking through the park.

Girls in evening clothes are talking on the phone,

Got their bags from Knightsbridge and their walking home.

Can't distract me honey I know where I'm going

To sit down with a g & t and watch the night so long.

Well the drinks they pour at this bar never run too cheap

And I've got no plans to meet anyone it's clear.

But the history in this postal code runs deep,

And it might be lost on most of the ones in here

I can't say for certain honey where I'm bound.

I've got no rich relations, got no extra time.

But when they shut this bar tonight I know I'm going

To walk down by the riverbank and watch the night so fine.

I don't know how other folks get by.

But there's one thing that I've learned for fact.

There's a music you can only hear

When you're starting from scratch.

A roach's wings are fluttering soft and clear

In the midnight of this quiet flat.

There's a music you can only hear

When you're starting from scratch.