Litter Bin

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Victoria Wood - Pop

Litter Bin

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Duration: 3:15

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[Verse 1] In a multistory car park In the middle of the night There's a youngish girl just standing In the artificial light With a blank pale face and stringy hair By the litter bin Just standing there [Verse 2] She holds a little baby It isn't very old Just a little grubby bundle Wrapped up against the cold And she looks around And puts it in Puts the baby in the litter bin [Chorus 1] Because it's a sad world What can I tell you? Half of the things that happen Don't make sense at all It must be a sad world I know, I know, I know, I know That puts a baby in a litter bin [Verse 3] In a nice suburban high street In the middle of the day A small man with a rifle Blasts a bank clerk's life away And while women scream The bank clerk's eyes Hold a look of mild surprise [Verse 4] They ask him why he did it He only says "because" And the mother of the bank clerk Keeps his bedroom as it was On his unmade bed she weeps for him And the baby in the litter bin [Chorus 2] Because it's a sad world It shouldn't surprise you If something sounds cruel and pointless Chances are it's true But I wonder if I knew Somewhere inside, inside, inside That they put babies into litter bins [Verse 5] In a Bentley full of music In the early afternoon Some chap still drunk from lunchtime Jumps the lights a bit too soon And while Callas sings, she's so superb A crumpled figure hits the kerb [Verse 6] While her face is covered over He blames its on his clutch There's a gutter full of shopping That no-one wants to touch Some broken eggs, a dented tin And a baby in a litter bin [Chorus 3] Because it's a sad world And people do dumb things And people have dumb things done to them And that is worse And whether you just curse Or cry, or cry, or cry, or cry There's still the baby in the litter bin [Chorus 4 to Outro] Because it's a sad world We have to have kind hearts We have to light tiny bonfires That can pierce the dark Then maybe one small spark Who knows, who knows, who knows, who knows Could possibly begin To warm the frozen skin Of the baby in the litter bin

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  • Victoria Wood