[Lyric] Smithfield Market (The Fullers (England))

[Verse]

The hawking of the traders is music to the ears
It's wholesale here, an aesthetic elsewhere
When you sense the texture building in the air
You feel like someone in your favourite book

[Chorus]

So we'll dance for now in Bartholomew Square
While Smithfield Market teems
Stay with us because life demands faith
And you need more than bread alone

[Verse 2]
Eight-hundred years, and thе only one left
But that won't mean much in a gеntrified town
William Wallace is looking at you
As if to say we've been here before

[Chorus]
So we'll dance for now in Bartholomew Square
While Smithfield Market teems
Stay with us because life demands faith
And you need more than bread alone

[Outro]