Walt Whitman Bridge - marah

Did you drop a clanger A spanner in the works Did it all pour out the wrong way Bent out of the shape through the Chinese whispers Oh Clarence I –I do believe

I'm a rogue saint and a scoundrel I terminate at Bethnal Green I'd shake hands with the devil To get where I want to be Because I feel my soul Swell through my

You haven't seen the real life Until all your dreams have been realised I come from somewhere I'm going somewhere else And if the landlord wants me out Well I'd

Heaven's confetti pelts down We're scattered like a toppled chess board There's a biblical queue for the money machine And a stampede spat out the d**gstore And

Your little sister's very pretty And your dad works up the city And it's not the first time That a boy like me has rhymed those words So I thought I'd run it pa

I met a mixer He talked the head off my throat He was built for the mountains But lived in a shoebox in Soho Strange as it sounds I didn't want dear motormouth

Fatboy - Marah Made you a bracelet of my lineage bone You would just chuckle at my thick old fashioned shape You'd never see past all these Bo-Bo's and cassette

Bielanko Bielanko Born with a face that life would erase I chased the frustrated wind to New York I fell in love with Monique during a Yanks winning streak And