Interlude

And you know that he’s a goner. He ain't gonna come back. And you say you're gonna do it my way. And he’s hardly made it out of his drive way. And he’s lying on the pavement face down. As they gather in a children’s playground.

And the guy that watched looks shaken up. And they're laughing as they open a six pack. You’ll be happier yeah once you’ve drank that. And he’s says there’s no way to please him. Anyway it’s not like they need him.

And oh he’s only a bit duffed up. One to the stomach and an uppercut. Oh get me away, I said get me away from this now.

Cos would you beat me up, if you had the chance? I heard the coppers took your Kopparberg for contraband. Oh no, you don’t understand. You can’t do what you want when the four strikes on the hour hand.