Fable Cry - Hobo Wicked Fix - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — Fable Cry - Hobo Wicked Fix lyrics

Artist: Fable Cry

album: Fable Cry

Top hat, raven cane,
There he sat brim full of rain,
Peaking through the swelling of a blackened eye.
What happened to you?
What happened to me?
Spare a coin? But, ooh, I'll take three!
Would Be, Could Be, Should Be, Pretty,
All four thieves are laughing at me,
Run amuck and call me silly,
Scampy's back in town!
I've been away for years,
Where are all my welcome cheers?
That's fine, just fine with me,
Time to wake the rats and bats and fleas.
Wakey, Wakee, Clang and Breaky,
All four thieves are laughing with me.
Run amuck and call me silly,
Scampy's back in town!
Wind cries,
Utters last goodbyes
To the bloated wretches you have all become,
Lying in your filth and rotting in the slums.
City sleeps,
Silently we creep
Through the alleyways and crooked cobbled halls,
With mangled rats and gangly cats you'll crawl.

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