Giant Killers - Billy the Kid

Up on the top deck of a bus, and the door of my car
Some hooligan or other has scratched a calling card
As I, I must confess, have left my own similar mark
On table tops and fronts of shops etcetera
On Saturday nights in car parks I broke my heart and face
Fighting against anyone for reasons unclear
And in every open space I'd gather with the crew
We swore one day to leave this God forsaken place

Billy the Kid and me
Fighting in the High St
We tried hard but we couldn't beat
Everyone who came along
Everyone who came along

These days in tree lined avenues I'm a restless native
I think I'm civilised but it's a thin veneer
Billy the Kid still waits for me to get him out of jail
And Jack the Lad is Jack the Man with wife and child
Now all my open spaces are buried under pavement
What would the neighbours say if I ripped the concrete up
Me 'n' the Kid won't ride again, most nights we can't make it
And brand new shops stand where our last chance saloon stood

Billy the Kid and me
Fighting in the High St
We tried hard but we couldn't beat
Everyone who came along
Everyone who came along

Billy the Kid and me
Fighting in the High St
We tried hard but we couldn't beat
Everyone who came along
Everyone who came along
Everyone who came along

Oh I never get what I want
So I'll take whatever you've got
Come on then I'll take you all on
Come on I'll kill ya, who wants some
Oh I never get what I want
So' I'll take whatever you got
Come on then I'll take you all on
Chew you up, spit you out, kick ya when your down

Written by:
MICHAEL BROWN, JAMIE WORTLEY

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