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Belt, Tap n Needle
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Our Fold Songs He changed his address to `no fixed abode`,
Just a queue of old ladies bound for Chorley Old Road,
Opens one eye to the sight of coppers,
Dragged from his bench they`ve smashed his poppers.
Oh, Belt, Tap n Needle he`s evil kinevel,
A ten man army of skin and bone,
Thinks he`s a bear but he favers a weasel,
Thinks we`re all there but he`s really alone,
Really really alone.
Well i`ve seen him there, down on Market Street,
In the street light flicker on pins for a treat,
And when the sirens wail you know he`s on his toes,
Back to his den where no one knows....(that it`s..)
Belt Tap n Needle he`s evil kinevel,
A ten man army of skin and bone,
Thinks he`s a bear but he favers a weasel,
Thinks we`re all there but he`s really alone,
How could he be more alone?
Written by Damien Riley & Tony Benson.
