I met him down the stationnIt was late in Bishops Gaten He was a shady slippery geezan And he served it on a platen He caught my eye he gave me the signnI went to walk his wayn Then he said stop right theren And watch what you sayn The rozzers over theren And they'll have us anywayn Sp we walked down the alleyn With the cash in me handn He was a dirty rotten scoundreln With a dirty rotten plann And that's when just when it hit me like a brickn From the skyn That Bishops Gate StationnAin't a place for a first time buynn
I got the moves I got the movesn And I'm racing like a trainn And I'm higher than a planen Pump up the tunes Pump up the tunesn And lets all jump aboutn And get a little higher nown Howl at the moon howl at the moonn And I'm out of my mindn When the sun starts to risen Nothing to lose nothing to losen So I'll take the last line that leads men Back up from Bishops Gatenn
Its friday afternoonn And I'm back looking for a thrilln I really should be brasicn But my hands been in the tilln Peopole say I'm crazy I'll be mad to disagreen Because it all went wrongn And its just like men To see that sneaky geeza and be so naiven Two for a ton well he kept onenI knew that I've been donen By the Bishops Gate scoundreln But I'm not the only one