Backstreet Lovers

Razor tea-cups and tip top craic

of the crooked, Backstreet Lovers and sons

Lawless law men walk the streets of

Dirty meadows of foul mouthed mothers and guns

Brick blacked-up kids mugged me the day I

ran off with your sister

a young school maid, caught up in a world of

Backstreet Lovers.

Lovers and sons, I waved her away to a friend

at least that's what she said.

Rotting teeth of a grubby gran

fill the alleys of the stolen roll-ups and blunts

a skin-head dad came cap in hand

with a duster and flash of switch blade fun

still on the dole, though the picket was broken

a soiled age ago.

But he's caught up, caught up in a world of

Backstreet Lovers

Lovers and sons, I waved her away to a friend

at least that's what she said

Tangled in the roots and tangled in the weeds

of a concrete jungle came that girl from Leeds

in torn dress and tights,

she ain't no slag.

i won her over with a '40 bag.