LEICHESTER SQUARE


I got some hard times
Some punks up on the subway
It's a long way to go
to get to Leicester Square

A hard line
Someone you gotta cross
The one you gotta cross
To get you anywhere

Michael's on his way to pay back syndication
A fist _ and his backstreet education
the 8-ball stops him low
Demonstrations show
It's crystal clear it ain't so great
for those who become broken in here yeah

I got none
I got no mind for... nothing
I got no insight, I got no feelings
I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here

The clockers(?) that could swamp us now,
the prime objective: Fear
To rob us for some different _ places no one near
The tension begins to grow_ so
He _ yeah

I got none
I got no mind for... nothing
I got no insight, I got no feelings
I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here

Yeah!!
Ah no no!!
Ah no!!
Ah no no no no!!

I got some hard times
Some punks up on the subway
It's a long way to go
To get to Leicester Square

A hard line
Someone you gotta cross
The one you gotta cross
To get you anywhere

Mike gets whipped,
his boy-face slapped around a cheap cigar
His gang could sing cause they're always seeing the trouble from afar
He act so _ stall
He makes his point then jumps in joint
to the backseat with a bottle of beer

I got none
I got no mind for... nothing
I got no insight, I got no feelings
I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here

Yeah!!
Ah no no!!
Ah no!!
Ah no no no no

I got some hard times
Some punks up on the subway
It's a long way to go
To get to Leicester Square

A hard line
Someone you gotta cross
The one you gotta cross
To get you anywhere

Yeah!!

You see I got none
I got no mind for... nothing
I got no insight, I got no feelings
I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here

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