The Dancing Did - Badger Boys | Текст песни

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Unctuous prattling Pecksniffs, quake quail and quiver,
As the Badger Boys glide down the street, like pike in an empty river.
Inhabiting the back alleys where no gentleman goes,
Skulking in the shadows, secret as a murder of crows.
Four surly churls, four brainless boys,
With aimless chatter and dangerous toys.
They keep their distance, they stand apart,
But their cloistered whispers chill my heart.
Badger Boys, bullies, beasts, brainless,
Badger Boys, bullies, beasts, brainless,
Badger Boys, bullies, beasts, brainless,
Brainless, beasts, bullies. Badger Boys.
Gold fillings in their pockets, diseases in their teeth,
Nightmares in their mattresses, riches
stitched into their sleep.
The Deadly Dandies, The Poison Brothers,
Racetrack riff-raff of gin house mothers.
Purposeless pickpockets, pigsty lodgers,
Unfaithful lovers, unartful dodgers.
Urchins they are but the gentry they shun,
The toffs of the toughs, the cream of the scum.
Knuckledusters nestle with stolen lockets

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