Fog (Alligators In New York Sewers) solo on piano live
There's a little child Running round this house And he never leaves He will never leave And the fog comes up from the sewers And glows in the dark
Baby alligators in the sewers grow up fast Grow up fast Anything you want it can be done How did you go bad? Did you go bad? Did you go bad? Somethings will never wash away Did you go bad? Did you go bad?