Last Monday night, came across a brother from the other side
Made his name by running around for the honour and fame
Seemed to know the scene
Says his cousin's Alexander McQueen
And to take good note of the following words, he proclaimed
He said, "Information's power of the highest degree
It's got me where I wanted to be"
And when I asked how, he told me
Wherever they go, whenever the times get wild
There's always the few that leave the dirt in the mixer
Nowhere to hide, questions are building, time's not on their side
They pick up the phone and talk to the fixer
And that's just how it is
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Anywhere he'll roam
He'll get 'round on his favour's owed
And the ones who owe him, they'll not ask a thing
Got in trouble once
But had some dirt on some V. I Nonce's
Of pictures of pals of their tackle, he threatened to sing
It shows information's power of the highest degree
The courtroom isn't something you'd see
No, please, just walk free
And it's all because
Wherever they go, whenever the times get wild
There's always the few that leave the dirt in the mixer
Nowhere to hide, questions are building, time's not on their side
They pick up the phone and talk to the fixer
He's seen the sites and world
You just can't apprehend
Gathered evidence along the way
Keeping plenty of friends, he's always on the ascend
Wherever they go, whenever the times get wild
There's always the few that leave the dirt in the mixer
Nowhere to hide, questions are building, time's not on their side
They pick up the phone and talk to the fixer
That's just how it is