Along the Forest Road, there's hundreds of cars - luxury cars Each has got its load of convertible bars, cutlery cars - superscars For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out Cos they disagree on a gangland boundary Cos they disagree on a gangland boundary
There's Willy Wright and his boys - one helluva noise, that's Billy's boys With fully-fashioned mugs, that's Little John's thugs, the Barking Slugs - supersmugs For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out Yes, these Christian soldiers fight to protect the poor East-End heroes got to score in ...
The Battle of Epping Forest Yes it's the Battle of Epping Forest Right outside our door No, you ain't seen nothing like this No, you ain't seen nothing like this Not since the Civil War
Coming over the hill are the boys of Bill, and Johnny's lads stand very still With the thumpire's shout, they all start to clout - there's no guns in this gentlemen's bout Georgie moves in on the outside left with a chain flying round his head And Harold Demure, from Art Literature, nips up the nearest tree (Here come the cavalry)
Amidst the battle roar Accountants keep the score: 10 - 4 They've never been alone, after getting a radiophone The bluebells are ringing for Sweetmeal Sam, real ham Handing out bread and jam just like any picnic, picnic, picnic, picnic It's 5 - 4 on William Wright, he made his pile on Derby night When Billy was a kid, walking the streets, the other kids hid - so they did Now, after working hard in security trade, he's got it made The shops that need aid are those that haven't paid
"I do my double-show quick", said Mick the Prick, fresh out the nick "I sell cheap holiday. The minute they leave, then a visit I pay - and does it pay" And his friend, Liquid Len by name, of Wine Women and Wandsworth fame Said: "I'm breaking the legs of the bastard that got me framed
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