Spoken intro:
Graffiti crimes shall be written upon your walls.
Well I shall spray them so bold and so tall.
Just you wait 'til you read this one.
Sneaking with imaginary enemy at night
An eye in the needle falling red and glowing bright
It's got balls, it's written on the walls
Graffiti crimes in the shopping malls.
Pencil walking, paper talking, television screams
A rocket ship in space is calling voluntary dreams,
It's got balls, it's written on the walls
Graffiti crimes in the shopping malls. (oh no)
Felt-tip criminals loose and still at large
The Crayon Kings are writing things,
They're a minor entourage,
It's got balls, it's written on the walls
Graffiti crimes in the shopping malls.
Skinny flicks and politics they dominate the skyline
Dripping in the night but drying in the sunshine,
Balls, it's written on the walls
Graffiti crimes in the shopping malls.
It's got balls, it's written on the walls
Graffiti crimes in the shopping malls.
(Spoken) Well I shall be there every night cause I'm your local sign writer
It's got balls, it's written on the walls
Graffiti crimes in the shopping malls.
(Spoken) And I will sleep by day and work at night with my multicoloured cans in my hand
Well I will use black with azure white, black for the politics and limericks
And daybure green for the words that are so obscene
Oh, and when I get rich, well I will buy myself a chopper
And then yes, yes, I will fly ninety feet high into your sky's
And I will right my signs so bold
Well, you won't see me, but in the morning my work will be there,
As you make your way through the city
Oh, well I see your fair walls and I'd like to paint them black
Oh, at least eight or nine cans a night
At this rate shall have to get myself a sponsor
Ha ha ha Ha Oh no Graffiti Crime