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A Bang and a Wimpy
Attila the Stockbroker
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Right, right
This is called a bang and a wimp, it's
About being threatened in hamburger bars
Swing door swings open in the fast food fun palace
Two pairs of eyes meet mine, I steel myself and grimace
Elbows against the counter they slump
Mean eyed, po-faced, no-nonsense
Prepubescent pugilists, terror tots
South London's finest
Knee high nihilists planning nursery crimes
The wimpy bar mafia, nine years old, macho, murderous
Primary school, but primed to kill, or maim, or terrorise
Size you up and slice you through with Peter Sutcliffe eyes
They're into older women, eleven or twelve's their favourite age
They chat them up as they come in
Invade their space like space invaders
"Oi, love, want some chips?"
Then invite them home for glue and a private
Rendition of the new Exploited single
Or some other manic mayhem to make their extremities tingle
Soon they'll be old enough to bunk into a disco
But till then they'll stick to the hamburger hustle
A bang and a wimpy, a wimpy and a bang
The grim and grimy gangsters from the mustard and cress gang
Video vandals, violent virgin vigilantes verging on the vindictive
I've been searching for the young soul
Rebels, been searching everywhere
Couldn't find them anywhere, but here they
Are in the Wimpy Bar right by Victoria Station
I stand and watch them operate in muted fascination
Till, "Here, got 10p, mate?" snaps me back to hard reality
And the half-concealed glinting switchblade smiles with awful clarity
I give them 21 pence and they give me a hard smile
Now they've the price of another tube, they're happy for a while
And in the wimpy wonderland the crisis kids run free
A bang, a wimpy and a sniff, and home in time for tea
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