Prologue/Chim Chim Cher-ee

winds in the east
theres a mist comin in
like something is brewing and bout begin
can't put me finger on what lies in store
but I feel whats to appen all appen before
a father a mother a daughter a son
the threads of their lives are all wravling undone
something is needed to twist them as tight
as a string you might use when your flying a kite
chim chimney chim chim chree chim cha roooooo
dialouge
of all london's byways where i dofs me cap
this ones the hardest to find on a map
CHERRY TREE LANE
as sweet as a song
but the nannies who come here
they don't stay for long
chim chimney chim chim chree chim cha roooooo