Echobelly

Sugar smile savvy,
The king of the kerb,
Got a temper in the style of a bomb,
Got his friends in his pocket,
Or safe behind bars,
All the local boys know what hes done.
He turns if on, he turns it on, he turns it on.
Same boys doing it for themselves,
Theres somebody out there doing it for you,
Safe white youre paying out for your health,
Theyre the kings of the kerb,
And everybody knows what theyre worth.
Sugar smile savvy,
The king of the kerb,
Keeps the order in this part of the town,
All the shadows in the alley,
The shapes at the bar,
Like to service him when he does the round.
He turns if on, he turns it on, he turns it on.
Same boys doing it for themselves,