By the waters of the Thames I resolved to start again To wash my feet and cleanse my sins To lose my cobwebs on the wind To fix the parts of me I broke To speak out loud the things I know I haven't been myself Wandering Rosebery Avenue I could only think of you Facing Samuel Johnson down A soul to wear down London Town A glance to take the breath away And drag me south from Holloway You and no one else I'm the king of a kingdom of mistakes I've broken all the things that I could break Fuck the fishing, I will abdicate And meet you on the corner of Upper Street and the City Road And you, of course, the Angel Islington Ah, come on, a boy could hope By the waters of the Thames I resolved to start again