Black Boys On The Radio Black Boys On The Radio - Benjamin Carter Lyrics

Hello, good evening, welcome, to nothing much
A no holds barred half-Nelson and the loving touch
The comfort and the joy of feeling lost
With the only living boy in New Cross
Fill another suitcase, with another haul
Of hotel towels and toothpaste and the bathroom wall
Then wipe the lipstuck hearts and flowers from the glass and chrome
Take five or six hot baths and showers and come on home, come on home
To the comfort and the joy of feeling lost
With the only living boy in New Cross
I've teamed up with the Hippies now. I've got my fringe unfurled
I want to give peace, love and kisses out to this whole stinking world
The gypsies, the travellers and the thieves
The good, the bad, the average and unique
The greebos, the crusties and the goths
And the only living boy in New Cross
Eyes down and I'll keep you up to date
Two fat ladies in 1988
The safe 16 lovers who lied
Purley's Queen and mother makes five
Butchered bakers, deaf and dumb waiters
Marble Arch criminals and Clause 28ers
Authors, authors and plastered outcasts
Locked up daughters and rock 'n' roll stars
Goodbye Rudy, David and Rosie, Abraham and Julianne and anyone who knows me
The gypsies, the travellers and the thieves
The good, the bad, the average and unique
The greebos, the crusties and you and I
Hello, good evening, welcome and goodbye