♪Sunday, December 19, 2010

Harry Hill - Ken Lyrics


Harry Hill - Ken

(Trumpet noise)
My name is Ken, Ken Barlow
Ken, Ken, Ken, Ken.
I was a librarian, I was a teacher, I was a trolley pusher, I was a taxi driver.
Now I am a free man.
Call me names but ask me too, I will do everything in my power to protect them.
I know where the bodies were buried in the street.
You are Ken Barlow, I am Ken Barlow, we are Ken Barlow.
I am the only living soul who cares about you.
Ken, Ken, Ken, Ken
Ken, Ken, Ken, Ken
Ken Barlow.
My name is Ken Barlow and I will see you on Monday, Thursday and Friday.
Mountains may crumble, rivers may run dry, but I will always be here.
For I am your friend, Ken.
I've made some mistakes, sure. But that's life!
You make mistakes and you live with the concequences.
Ken, Ken, Ken, Ken.
Ken Barlow
Ken, Ken, Ken, Ken.
I am Ken Barlow and I am not a leader.
Im just a normal man, trying to make sense in this wild world.
I will not be pushed, filed, stamped.
Brief or numbered.
I am Ken Barlow and I am the only constant in your life.

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