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BACKSTREET (Patrik Fitzgerald 1979)

They could be waiting round the
They're a scarifying sight to see
They be waiting for a straying loner
could be waiting for you or me.....
The of footsteps through an alleyway
Impatient in the dark, wait to pounce
hey look far when they want trouble
know it at a glance.....
But, imagine you look a boy
they want after
There's a face on their
And don't care for why
And no good getting mouthy
Or you'll lose your teeth in laughter
nd it's no use timid
No use on shy
With the boys
Hear them wild and stoney
You the sound of violence, it frightens me
But I just pray that they don't me
I think it's better to then see
But I think to myself
That maybe me that they're trailing.
They stop you, no asked,
No to spare.
And eyes, half asleep,
And your failing.
And time to disappear
But they're always somewhere.
And you move and you
And fingers point and off they go.
And you breath and know
And they hear you when tippy toe.
And there's a lot of
And only one
And your nerves, at shadow
Say to and run.
And like you to turn
They'd you to run.....
the backstreet boys
The boys
The backstreet
The boys.....