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I am the finger down your spine when all the lights are out, I am the name on all the mens room walls.When I pout the whole world tries to make me smile, and everyone wants to know, who's that girl?
If
If you can keep your head, when all about you
are losing theres and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
but make allowances for their doubting too;
if you can wait, and not be tired by waiting;
or be lied about but dont deal in lies,
or being hated, dont give way to hating
And yet dont look too good, no talk to wise
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master
If you can think and not make thoughts your aim
If you can meet with Triumph and Distaster
and treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
or watch the things you gave your life to, broken;
and stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings,
and risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
and lose, and start again at your beginnings
and never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force heart and nerve and sinew
to serve your turn long after they are gone
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
except the Will which says to them;"hold on".
If you can walk with crowds and keep your virtue
Or walk with kings nor loose the common touch
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you
if all men count with you, but none too much
if you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds worth of distance run
Yours is the Earth, and everything in it
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my Son.
Streets of London
Have you seen the old man
In the closed-down market
Kicking up the paper,
with his worn out shoes?
In his eyes you see no pride
And held loosely at his side
Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news
So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind
Have you seen the old girl
Who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?
She's no time for talking,
She just keeps right on walking
Carrying her home in two carrier bags.
So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind
In the all night cafe
At a quarter past eleven,
Same old man is sitting there on his own
Looking at the world
Over the rim of his tea-cup,
Each tea lasts an hour
Then he wanders home alone
So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind
And have you seen the old man
Outside the seaman's mission
Memory fading with
The medal ribbons that he wears.
In our winter city,
The rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero
And a world that doesn't care
So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind.