The Tale of Jenny and Screech

[Part I: Jenny's Tale] [Guitar Intro] [Verse 1] It was a quiet, dark night in an empty street somewhere in London City Jenny walked alone, she was dragging her feet, she was heading back home to sleep Well, she knew this town, she knew this floor Because she'd walked it about a thousand times before She wanted to escape Can you blame? [Verse 2] Well on the very same night, in a different place There walked this hooded blonde youth by the name of James He was 14 years old and out of his brain He'd been smoking ganja with the boys James, he grew up to be a kid of the street His mates called him Screech, he was quick on his feet He was a liar, a thief at fourteen years old The devil had set his sights on his soul [Verse 3] As Jenny walked home all alone, she felt scared Usually she was alright but it was like there was something in the air A divine intervention telling her to beware? Or maybe intuition bugging her and making her so scared? Sirens sound in the distance to the beat of Jenny's feet A symphony of the night that echoes crime on London's streets Jenny turns a corner, their eyes, they meet Our poor girl Jenny, a boy named Screech [Verse 4] "Give me all your money, bitch, give it to me If you co-operate, then you'll soon be free I want your purse, your phone, don't fucking look at me I mean it, bitch, are you listening to me?" Jenny freezes, statue like, a lady shaped stalactite Fear like liquid nitrogen in the dark night She tried to find strength to move But stayed as still as a statue in high heeled shoes [Verse 5] "What the hell you playing at? You playing games with me? I swear to fucking god, I'll slice the rosy off your cheeks You think I don't mean it, girl? You don't know me The last thing you see will be a boy called-" Screech reached for the sheath of the blade with the teeth That could bite through steel and slice concrete And he swung possessed, with the devil in his chest And the statue that she was, turned to butter in a breath [Verse 6] It was a quiet dark night on an empty street, somewhere in London city Jenny laid still on the cold concrete, she's found somewhere to sleep Well, she knew this town, she knew this floor 'Cause she'd walked it about a thousand times before I guess that she escaped It's such a shame [Part II: Screech's Tale] [Intro] Our story, it starts right at the end Heard the life of poor Jenny, clocked out like Big Ben Dear Screech, dear boy, where did he go? He melted into the black night, just like snow *Knock, Knock, Knock, Knock* *Knock, Knock, Knock, Knock* [Verse 1] "Patrick, man, let me in, please open the door I think I fucked up, Patrick, really fucked up, man, I'm not sure I got crazy, left this lady lying still on the floor I think I killed her, Patrick, come on man, I can't knock no more" But Screech kept on knocking till his knuckles became sore But there's no sign of Patrick, down at number 54 No refuge for our villain, for the bitter hands of fate Have something far more sinister in mind, that does await [Spoken Interlude] Hello? Hey, babe, you in? Nah, nothing really, I'm just a bit tired Listen, can I swing around yours for a few moments? I just really miss you, babe What the fuck do you mean you're busy?! You fucking bitch, for fuck's sake [Verse 2] Sirens sound approaching like a banshee in the night The shrill cry of justice cutting like the sharpest knife But Screech was never one to run, not one to miss a fight One hand upon his blade, he turned to face the blue lights "Come on then, you fucking cunts, let's fucking have you then I am Screech, I'm the boss, I'm the ender of men You think that uniform you're wearing means that you own these streets These are my fucking streets and they call me fucking Screech" Richard was an officer, who stood at 6 foot 3 Working London on the night shift, what he didn't think he'd see Was a boy running at him, like an animal possessed With no time to hesitate, he fired four bullets at Screech's chest [Outro] Our story it ends, right at the start Young Screech and poor Jenny, lying one street apart An officer shaken, by the boy that he claimed Two bodies lay lifeless, and it's such a shame It's such a shame [Part III: Violet's Tale] [Intro] Hoo, hoo-ooh-ooh-ooh Hoo-ooh-ooh-ooh Hoo -ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Hoo, hoo-ooh-ooh-ooh Hoo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-hoo-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh [Verse 1] London city, far from pretty, 2-0-0-5 A lady down in Paddington is fighting just to stay alive Rhythmic beeps and bloodstained sheets, our lady weeps, she's tired and frail To set the scene, we must rewind the hands of time for Violet's tale [Verse 2] Violet was a silent girl, grew up with violent starts Her mother was a drinker and her father was a bastard Every night he'd tuck her tight, but never left the room I'll spare you of the things he did, I'm sure her mother knew Violet was a silent girl, she moved out at sixteen A semi-detached council flat paid for by a welfare scheme Packing shelves at Tesco, stacking jars like pickled bricks She met a boy named Stevie and he was a little prick Violet was a silent girl and Violet, she fell fast See, Stevie was a wrong'un but he sure knew how to charm her Every night he'd tuck her tight, but never left the room History repeats itself, he'd paint her black and blue and dark [Bridge] She never stood a chance The devil comes to dance [Verse 2] "Violet, why you always so quiet?" *Knock, knock, knock* On her bedroom door and he's irate He's been drinking and smoking, he's up late And he stands by her bedside, she shakes But her eyes stay shut, "You fucking slut, I know you're up!" And he pinches her eyelids and folds them up "Violet? Why you lying to me, Violet?" She stays silent, things turn violent That's the sound of his fists when they fall like a crashing pilot Hit like hailstones, one to the collar bone Full force, full blown Blood splat, bone crack, knick-knack paddy whack One to the jaw and a tooth spat detached Fist connects and disconnects a bone A quick deflect to misdirect the blow But none the less, his punches met her throat Such a mess, he's left her bruised and broke "Violet? Why you always so silent, Violet? Why you such a little liar, Violet? Do you think I want to do this, Violet?" In character, she stays silent "Well, say something, Violet!", silence "Fucking say something, Violet!" Silence "Wait, say something, Violet" Not one word, she stays quiet [Verse 3] London city, far from pretty, 2-0-0-5 A lady down in Paddington is fighting just to stay alive The doctor, in a state of shock, saw something here so very wrong See Violet, she was pregnant, poor Violet, she was nine months gone Turning to the doctor, Violet broke her silence and she cried "If I'm to die right here tonight, please let my baby stay alive" The doctor soon regained composure, called the surgeon to come in As Violet's world turned to black, the curtains closed, the lights went dim In London city, far from pretty, 2-0-0-5 A lady down in Paddington just lost the fight to stay alive A tragedy or a miracle, it happened on these very streets Two twins are lying side by side A girl named Jenny and a boy named Screech