Hangman - Eugene McGuinness

I'm sitting on the ventriloquist's knee Allowing his hands somewhere they shouldn't be My disgraceful quest for immortality An adventure in the airship inflated

You're working the nightshift A big metal machine Until you're long dead and green And a ghost in the steam You're working the nightshift Your left eye is black

Wendy wonders why I've been so cold Wendy wonders why we take it slow These cobbled streets lead up to undersheets of gold Where fair sanity dictates young prin

Well that wasn't very very nice of you Things aren't so glossy without a posse Oh dearie dear I've no business being here Well now as I bow out of the funeral o

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