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Al Duvall - The Busker Lyrics

I'm only the busker of the town
My calling's inconsequential
I'm just a buffoon a fool a clown
The opposite of essential
I fill the square with glee and mirth
To cheer your day a little
And then to show me what I'm worth
You spatter my hat with spittle
Spittle, you spatter my hat with spittle

The policeman earns his daily crust
From evidence he's collected
The sculptor likewise makes a bust
And likewise he is respected
The athlete bravely kicks a ball
Thе vicar waxes holy
Compared to them I don't work at all
No wondеr my station's lowly
Lowly, no wonder my station's lowly

I'm only the busker of the town
A prostitute once I fancied
When I eyed her up on the eiderdown
She kicked me upon my pants seat
She said: "Get up and quit my door
It hurts my reputation
To take your business what with your
Disreputable vocation
Your disreputable vocation!"
So spare some change as you pass by
Oh you can come up with tuppence
Don't take my songs for free or I
Will orchestrate your comeuppance
My tunes will keep you up all night
I'll mock you in my verses
And next time you pass by I might
Just serenade you with curses
Curses, I'll serenade you with curses