Between the Wars (with Laurence Juber) - Al Stewart, Laurence Juber

Paul Gervaise picks up the Herald

And sees the face of Zelda Fitzgerald

She’s part of the scene

Of life between the wars

The tropic sun is sticky and warm

And it bakes the head of Somerset Maugham

Who is writing a scene

Of life between the wars

You’re waiting by the hotdog stand

In the onion air

As the ball flies through the park

Violet and Vita run

Through the streets of Paris

Their laughter floating through the dark

A fog that fell is swallowing London

Coco Chanel came back with a suntan

To brighten the scene

Of life between the wars

There will be a pint of milk

And a Hovis loaf

At the end of every street

You can hear a silver band on the radio

And it makes the grocer tap his feet

The King is leaving Buckingham Palace

It’s all too cold

He’d rather have Wallis

They’re part of the scene

Of life between the wars