I stand on the edge of Sedition Row. Watching the kids smoking their blow.
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Lyrics
I stand at the end of Sedition Row,
Watching the kids smoking their blow,
music blasts out from their phones,
takes them away to the ASBO zones.
The bar at the back is full of straights,
Who perpetually arrive too late,
and they hate each other’s
sisters and brothers, fathers and mothers, significant others.
On Sedition Row the street cleaner screams,
a penny for his thoughts, a fiver for his dreams,
There's a knife in his heart from way back when
he fought and died with other men.
The garbled messages on the walls,
often drink the bouncing balls,
that the scab knee girls throw back and forth,
watch them bounce south then north.
Here is the mayor of all things kitsch.
His fingers itch to unzip his zip.
His split lip bleeds fountains of blood,
He says welcome to the neighbourhood.
Sleep under the bridge that lost its trains,
or in the doorway where you lose your brains.
It doesn’t really matter where you go.
Everybody’s happy in Sedition Row.Everybody’s happy in Sedition Row
Row row, row row.
On Sedition row the street light flicker,
The cats are fast but the rats are quicker.
The matchstick girl ignites her plan,
Watch it burn on Instagram.
The armchair judge nudges the clerk,
there’s a shark on his plate but no bite in his bark.
He silenced the jury an age ago,
When he brushed them under the carpets of Sedition Row.
The ragged choir have swallowed their voices,
The paperboy dictates their choices,
And the moistened eyes of Cinderella,
Drip from the balcony into the cellar.
The drunken bum thumbs his book.
His handbag dog hangs from a hook.
He tips me a wink when the lights are low,
Says welcome to Sedition Row.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,oh, wah, wah, wah, wah.
Live out of the pockets of a threadbare suit
No bullets in my guns and nothing to shoot.
There’s only one thing that you need to know.
Everyone’s a winner in Sedition Row.
Everyone’s a winner in Sedition Row.
Row row, row row.
Everyone’s a winner in Sedition Row.
Everyone’s a winner in Sedition Row.
Row row, row row.
Everyone’s a winner in Sedition Row.
Everyone’s a winner in Sedition Row.
Row row, row row.