Basing Street Lyrics - Labour Of Lust - Nick Lowe

It's an ugly sight 

By the police light 

But lonely now 

As the innocents leave 

In twos and threes 

Cop straightens up 

Wiping blood off his hand 

Says, "Christ above 

That's the worst I've seen 

In more than seventeen" 

Somebody says, 

"I think I remember him 

Used to see him hanging 'round 

But it's hard to be sure 

Looking at him now" 

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Whose hand made the boy 

Suffer and bleed? 

Who did the deed 

On Basing street? 

It's 4: 29 

And out on the airwaves 

Late night DJ plays 

For the lost and lonely 

And their late night ways 

Popping pills 

Washed with coffee 

With a little coffee blows 

Cigarette ash 

Off the late news flash 

The world is waiting for him now 

In the palm of his hand 

He leans toward the microphone and says 

"We interrupt this program" 

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But out there in radio land 

They're all asleep 

As the firemen hose down 

Basing street