Crooked Mile Lyrics - Cutting Crew

Eede/MacMichael 

Anyone can see what a long way home it's been 

Nothing comes for free 

Money talks and buys your dreams 

It's a merry go 

You gotta go around until you make your name 

Do you wanna go 

Have another go and do it all again? 

Just pick your feet up 

(You got to walk that crooked mile) 

Don't mess your beat up 

(When you talk that crooked style) 

Just pick your feet up 

(Got to walk that crooked mile) 

It's all talk, it's all talk 

So just walk 

Find a silver coin 

Save it for your rainy day 

But when it comes to spend 

It's pissing down on your parade 

Need a job 

Gotta find a job but you might as well go 

Sell a fridge 

Try to sell a fridge to an Eskimo 

Well just pick your feet up 

(You got to walk that crooked mile) 

Don't mess your beat up 

(When you talk that crooked style) 

Just pick your feet up 

(Got to walk that crooked mile) 

It's all talk, it's all talk 

So just walk... 

Mary Mary quite contraire 

Silver bells and golden hair 

What would make your garden grow? 

Cash bags in a row!!!