(Spencer-R. Brewster)
Pickin’ at a loose end, loose end
Pickin’ at a loose end
Livin’ in a pig pen, start a new trend
Just like the real thing, real thing
Just like the real thing
Fade into oblivion with a new friend
Eyes going zig-zag
Put him in a body bag
Pushin’ in the neighbourhood
Just like ya momma knew you would
Poor little Kathleen, Kathleen
Poor little Kathleen
Only fifteen and caught in between
She wanna buy a sten gun, sten gun
She wanna buy a sten gun
Learn to salute, ain’t that obscene
Look like a new recruit
Cheaper than a prostitute
Pushin’ in the neighbourhood
Just like ya momma knew you would
Act like a caveman, caveman
Act like a caveman
Swallow it up and start a new plan
Tight as a wet suit, wet suit
Tight as a wet suit
Button it up with a broken hand
In through the steel gate
Up against a dead weight
Tryin’ to make a clean break
Jump before it’s too late
Push! Shove!
Back down momma!
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