Wide Boys

I took a walk down New York Avenue Wearing my latest disguise Enjoying the perfume of utter dismay I was effectively anaesthetised Starving so arrogantly in jumble-sale clothes Evangeline hires out my throat We've got the streets of London mapped in our beds Nagasaki under our coats We're the wide boys Up on the streets Wide boys Ah, go on and meet them Wide boys Delightfully unpleasant with the foxy adolescent scene So tired of being put down Broken-hearted my life just started Tired of being cut down All your illusions disillusion me Wide boys Up on the streets Wide boys Ah, go on and meet me Wide boys Delightfully unpleasant with the foxy adolescent scene So! We'll do some music, plays the wrong side of nightmare Jukebox models collide The scent on the fire escaping blazing to the sun Embracing the old suicide pride I spent a few lifetimes making spinal connections Down on Einstein Boulevard I've got to walk a tightrope, now the rampart is so high I swagger like a neon guitar With the wide boys up on the streets Wide boys, ah, go on and meet me Wide boys Delightfully unpleasant with the foxy adolescents We're the wide boys up on the streets Wide boys, ah, come on and meet me Wide boys Delightfully unpleasant with the foxy adolescent scene