Villains-The Saw Doctors

Traffic stops. Clocks tick, tock. A victim ĄŽs asking for the road to Knock. There's a crowd of boys at Sugar's door, Like yesterday and the day before. At the Pass machine beside the bank It saysĄą Minks are kinkyĄą ¨C draw some tank. Don't look around if you hear your name, Cos they'll call it and they'll look away. The shades are steamed and driving slowly, Wondering which way to go. While the slash hook merchants stand and wait To pay respects at the graveyard gates. Here, buy a line, support the Stars. Chorus: Can you tell me who the villains are? Can anyone tell me who the villains are? High times are up for grabs Plastic pouches, grams,tabs. Come up the flat man, skin one up World class, yeah, tome enough. Well boys, story, truth? The bittersweet of misspent youth. Will one day fade away, Blacks and whites all turn to grey. Justice waits up the Dublin road Between the alley and the old-folks home In innocence personified The guilty all wear suits and ties. Some are driving fancy cars. Chorus: M¨Ś f¨Śiners at the door Politics, you know the score. Mawlya mungers, shake my hand Saying Ą°sorry for your troubles, ShamĄą And pl¨˘m¨˘s stalks the last few pound Ą°Leave it with me now, that's sound.Ąą And liars compare their lies Frauds play broads with sly-head eyes There's liars, fairytales and lies Everyone's been telling lies Like the band up playing on the stage Teenage songs in middle age While the young lads burn their bass guitars And the big boys lick their credit cards. It's the grace of God that they got this far. Chorus: Copyright: Moran/Carton