Lyric Starling St

Music in Starling St sounds like the wind
Down the cafe when the daylight has thinned
Harry and Dorothy say let s begin
You clap your hands for a jug of fine wine

Two ugly jail-workers both ways men stare (?)
His house down the lane, the life he leads there
You notice he s gone and he just doesn t care
He claps his hands for a jug of fine wine