Wide Boys

I took a walk down New York Avenue

Wearing my latest disguise

Enjoying the perfume of utter dismay

I was effectively anaesthetised

Starving so arrogantly in jumble-sale clothes

Evangeline hires out my throat

We've got the streets of London mapped in our beds

Nagasaki under our coats

We're the wide boys

Up on the streets

Wide boys

Ah, go on and meet them

Wide boys

Delightfully unpleasant with the foxy adolescent scene

So tired of being put down

Broken-hearted my life just started

Tired of being cut down

All your illusions disillusion me

Wide boys

Up on the streets

Wide boys

Ah, go on and meet me

Wide boys

Delightfully unpleasant with the foxy adolescent scene

So! We'll do some music, plays the wrong side of nightmare

Jukebox models collide

The scent on the fire escaping blazing to the sun

Embracing the old suicide pride

I spent a few lifetimes making spinal connections

Down on Einstein Boulevard

I've got to walk a tightrope, now the rampart is so high

I swagger like a neon guitar

With the wide boys up on the streets

Wide boys, ah, go on and meet me

Wide boys

Delightfully unpleasant with the foxy adolescents

We're the wide boys up on the streets

Wide boys, ah, come on and meet me

Wide boys

Delightfully unpleasant with the foxy adolescent scene