Lyrics

(Spencer-R. Brewster) Pickin' at a loose end, loose end Pickin' at a loose end Livin' in a pig pen, start a new trend Just like the real thing, real thing Just like the real thing Fade into oblivion with a new friend Eyes going zig-zag Put him in a body bag Pushin' in the neighbourhood Just like ya momma knew you would Poor little Kathleen, Kathleen Poor little Kathleen Only fifteen and caught in between She wanna buy a sten gun, sten gun She wanna buy a sten gun Learn to salute, ain't that obscene Look like a new recruit Cheaper than a prostitute Pushin' in the neighbourhood Just like ya momma knew you would Act like a caveman, caveman Act like a caveman Swallow it up and start a new plan Tight as a wet suit, wet suit Tight as a wet suit Button it up with a broken hand In through the steel gate Up against a dead weight Tryin' to make a clean break Jump before it's too late Push! Shove! Back down momma! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------