Kid Twist by Kid Scaramouche

Euro kid
Made it in the game
Young trash
From the streets
Rise up or be trod on

New York kid
Maxwell was his name
Grew up
Just below the bridge in Delancey

Vicious boy
Shaved away your time
Joined a gang
To while away the time

And then you started to make a name
And then you caught the attention of all the wise

Soon you were leader of the boys
Kingpin
Took control the empire of Eastman

Rival hood
Mugsy was his name
Shot dead
In a candy store on the East Side

You got off
Couldn’t prove a thing
You spoke hard and twisted out again

Oh yes you started to make a name
Oh yes you caught the attention of the top guys

Then one night
A rival for your flame
Jumped out
From an alley
Somewhere in Coney

Eight o’clock, murder on his mind
Cut down like the mug you clipped in the sweet shop

Stood no chance
Bullet to the brain
Decades passed
Another took your name

And did you finally lose your game?
And did you finally lose your waking eyes?

• Experimental
• brass band
• electro-jazz
• surreal
• weird pop
• Southsea