Street View
Come and sit upon my knee
We’ll find the house where I once lived
On this googley earth
See there it’s moving
Just wait to see what we can see
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No not the house I was a baby
But built the year that I was four
On this wriggly earth
As you are now
Look I think this is it…maybe
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There’s no mistake that is the row
Thrown together by the mile
On this googley earth
Let’s try to zoom…
This is as close as we can go
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Was not like that I’m glad to say
It’s sad to think that is the place
On this googley earth
When I was you
Where I lived and I played all day
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The very last one of those four
Harled brick walls and concrete tiles
On that googley earth
Of cold grey clay.
Look they’ve put in a new front door
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See paintless ugly wooden bars
Where our hedge was neatly clipped
On this googley earth
Of lost green leaves
Rose-bed’s now parking for old cars
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Look over there by the gable land
There’s nought but weeds and idler waste
On this googley earth
No hothouse treat
That’s where our greenhouse used to stand
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Well watered spaces left bare and dry
Where’s the doocot o’ white and green
On this googley earth
Or my white doves
That wheeled an’ whirled in oor sky
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See here in front, this tar half-circle
Wi’ second- third- and fourth-hand cars
On this googley earth
Nae bairns now in
Oor auld play place, oor ‘grass roundel’
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There we played tig and three-an’-in
It look’s sae drab an’ dreary now
On this googley earth
Oor playstation
Jist look at what they’ve been an’ din
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All right, I ken, we’ve seen enough
It’s time to zoom back tae the present
On this shoogley earth
It’s your turn now
Tae take the smoother wi’ the rough.
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