The Life and Times of the Clerkenwell Kid

[Verse 1]
Well let me tell you the story about the way I live
My streets are steep-toed secrets
My memories are myths
If Clerkenwell's the cradle, I'm the kid

Day one I defined myself Bohemian by birth
Disposed with the doctor, made out with the nurse
Yeah I was born a bastard, then I just got worse

I'm the kid
Who lives
In the city
I guess

[Verse 2]
The chimneys and the gutters are the place that I call home
The junkies, whores and nutters call me their very own
I pick it up in Bloomsbury, shoot up the city road
Get down in the sewers, [?]
And you don't be concerned with the things they said I did
I ain't got no regrets, no one to forgive
I ain't talking gangsters, and that east-coast west-coast shit
No one calls me homeboy, I'm the Clerkenwell Kid

[Short Instrumental]

[Outro]
I've done my share of cheatin' and deceivin' but I tell you I know no other way
So please believe me when I say
(Clerkenwell Kid)
And you're just sitting pretty in this city all alone
Come and join me, make my world your own
We'll dance forever, out into the blue
Waltz together, underneath the London moon