I met him down the station
It was late in Bishops Gate
He was a shady slippery geeza
And he served it on a plate
He caught my eye he gave me the sign
I went to walk his way
Then he said stop right there
And watch what you say
The rozzers over there
And they'll have us anyway
So we walked down the alley
With the cash in me hand
He was a dirty rotten scoundrel
With a dirty rotten plan
And that's when just when it hit me like a brick
From the sky
That Bishops Gate Station
Ain't a place for a first time buy
I got the moves I got the moves
And I'm racing like a train
And I'm higher than a plane
Pump up the tunes Pump up the tunes
And lets all jump about
And get a little higher now
Howl at the moon howl at the moon
And I'm out of my mind
When the sun starts to rise
Nothing to lose nothing to lose
So I'll take the last line that leads me
Back up from Bishops Gate
It's Friday afternoon
And I'm back looking for a thrill
I really should be basic
But my hands been in the till
People say I'm crazy I'll be mad to disagree
Because it all went wrong
And it's just like me
To see that sneaky geeza and be so naïve
Two for a ton well he kept one
I knew that I've been done
By the Bishops Gate scoundrel
But I'm not the only one
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