Move over, Busker
Your chance is coming
Your time will come"
She said, "Move over, Busker
When I saw Mae West in a sweaty vest
Don't bang your drum
That's not my style
Well, I was hanging around for a miracle
Juggling with my pride
He said, "Well, yes, I am, but she's calling me
You've got it coming, coming to you
And he gave me a dirty smile
You've got it coming, come on, come on
And I said, "I'll have one of those"
My time has come
In a little while"
Well, he looked down at me from his motor home
Move over Busker, come on, come on
My time has come
My time has come
And I said, "You look satisfied"
She said, "Move over, Busker
Your day is done
Will vanish anyhow if I don't grab it now, oh
You've got it coming, coming to you
Move over, Busker
Well, I've been waiting but I'm impatient
Move over Busker
Struggling with a rhyme
No one can hold me back, I want to stay with the action
You've got it coming, coming to you
Would you excuse us for a while?"
Move over, Busker
When I saw Errol Flynn in a tiger skin
I'm tellin' you to move over, Busker, come on, come on
Yeah, your day, your day is done, come on, come on
You've got it coming, come on, come on
But I won't get it, my great illusion
Well, I was hacking my way through the undergrowth
When I saw Nell Gwynne and her oranges
Yeah, move over, Busker
And I said, "I'll come up and see you sometime"
I'll wait my turn, come on, come on
