Then give me your word, I've never heard anything so absurd. All I ask is that you cut me some slack. Stop lingering and jump off my back. Struck a living in this side. This is London in the slums. Sometimes I did never learn There are no rules of thumb. Certainty's lost. A distant memory, a thing of the past. A pause, a guesswork in the wise, Constantly wondering and wandering. Struck a living in this side. This is London in the slums. Sometimes I did never learn, There are no rules of thumb. Then give me your word, I've never heard anything so absurd. All I ask is that you cut me some slack. Stop lingering and jump off my back. Struck a living in this side. This is London in the slums. Sometimes I did never learn, There are no rules of thumb.