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The Tale of Jenny & Screech (Official Music Video)
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It was a quiet dark night in a empty street
Somewhere in London city
Jenny walked alone, she was dragging her feet
She was heading back home to sleep
Well she knew this town, she knew this floor
Because she walked it about a thousand times before
She wanted to escape
Can you blame?
Well, on the very same night in a different place
There walked this hooded young youth by the name of James
He was 14 years old and out of his brain
He'd been smoking ganja with the boys
James, he grew up to be a kid of the street
His mates called him Screech, he was quick on his feet
He was a liar, a thief, at 14 years old
The devil had set his sights on his soul
As Jenny walked home all alone she felt scared
Usually she was alright
But it was like there was something in the air
A divine intervention telling her to beware
Maybe intuition bugging her
And making her so scared
Sirens sound in the distance to the beat of Jenny's feet
A symphony of the night that echoes crime on London streets
Jenny turns a corner, their eyes they meet
Our poor girl Jenny, a boy named Screech
Give me all your money bitch, give it to me
If you cooperate then you'll soon be free
I want your purse, your phone
Don't fucking look at me!
I mean it, bitch, are you listening to me?
Jenny freezes statue-like, a lady-shaped stalactite
Fear like liquid nitrogen in the dark night
She tried to find strength to move
But stayed still as a statue in high-heeled shoes
What the hell you playing at
You playing games with me?
I swear to fucking God
I'll slice the rosy off your cheeks
You think I don't mean it, girl, you don't know me
The last thing you see will be a boy called...
Screech reached with the sheath of the blade with the teeth
That could bite through steel and slice concrete
And he swung possessed with the devil in his chest
And the statue she was turned to butter in a breath
It was a quiet dark night in a empty street
Somewhere in London city
Jenny lay still on the cold concrete
She's found somewhere to sleep
Well, she knew this town, she knew this floor
'Cause she'd walked it about a thousand times before
I guess that she escaped
It's such a shame
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Our story it starts right at the end
With the life of poor Jenny clocked out like Big Ben
Dear Screech, dear boy where did he go?
He melted into the black night just like snow
Patrick, man, let me in, please open the door
I think I fucked up, Patrick, really fucked up
Man, I'm not sure
I got crazy, left this lady lying still on the floor
I think I killed her, Patrick, come on man
I can't knock no more
But Screech kept on knocking
Till his knuckles became sore
But there's no sign of Patrick down at number 54
No refuge for our villain for the bitter hands of fate
Of something far more sinister in mind that does await
Hey babe, are you in?
No, nothing really I'm just a bit tired, listen
Can I swing? Around yours for a few moments?
I just really miss you babe
What the fuck do you mean you're busy?
You fucking bitch!
For fucks sakes!
Siren sounds approaching
Like a banshee in the night
The shrill cry of justice
Cutting like the sharpest knife
But Screech was never one to run
Not one to miss a fight
One hand upon his blade
He turned to face the blue lights
Come on then, you fucking cunts!
Let's fucking have you then!
I am Screech, I'm the boss!
I'm the ender of men!
You think that uniform you're wearing
Means that you own these streets?
These are my fucking streets!
And they call me fucking Screech!
Richard was an officer who stood at six foot three
Working London on the night shift
What he didn't think he'd see
Was a boy running at him like an animal possessed
With no time to hesitate
He fired four bullets at Screech's chest
Our story it ends right at the start
Young Screech and poor Jenny
Lying one street apart
An officer shaken by the boy that he claimed
Two bodies lay lifeless and it's such a shame
It's such a shame
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London city, far from pretty
Two zero zero five
A lady down in Paddington
Is fighting just to stay alive
Rhythmic beeps and blood-stained sheets
Our lady weeps, she's tired and frail
To set the scene we must rewind
The hands of time for Violet's tale
Violet was a silent girl
Grew up with violent starts
Her mother was a drinker
And her father was a bastard
Every night he'd tuck her tight
But never left the room
I'll spare you with the things he did
I'm sure her mother knew
Violet was a silent girl
She moved out at sixteen
A semi-detached council flat
Paid for by a welfare scheme
Packing shelves at Tesco
Stacking jars like pickled bricks
She met a boy named Stevie
And he was a little prick
Violet was a silent girl
And Violet she fell fast
See Stevie was a wrong'un
But he sure knew how to charm her
Every night he'd tuck her tight
But never left the room
History repeats itself
He'd paint her black and blue and ah...
She never stood a chance
The devil comes to dance
Violet, why you always so quiet?
On her bedroom door, and he's irate
He's been drinking and smoking, he's up late
And he stands by her bedside, she shakes
But her eyes stay shut
You fucking slut, I know you're up
And he pinches her eyelids and folds them up
Violet, why you lying to me, Violet?
She stays silent, things turn violent
That's the sound of his fists
When they fall like a crashing pilot
Hit like hailstones
One to the collarbone
Full force, full blown
Blood splat, bone crack
Knick-knack-paddy-whack
One to the jaw when a tooth spat - detached
Fist connects and disconnects a bone
A quick deflect to misdirect the blow
But nonetheless his punches met her throat
Such a mess he's left her bruised and broke
Violet, why you always so silent, Violet?
Why you such a little liar, Violet?
Do you think I wanna do this, Violet?
In character she stays silent
Well, say something, Violet!
Silence
Fucking say something, Violet!
Silence...
Wait...
Say something, Violet
Not one word, she stays quiet...
London city, far from pretty
Two zero zero five
A lady down in Paddington
Is fighting just to stay alive
The doctor, in a state of shock
Saw something here so very wrong
See Violet, she was pregnant
Poor Violet, she was nine months gone
Turning to the doctor
Violet broke her silence and she cried
If I'm to die right here tonight
Please let my baby stay alive
The doctor soon regained composure
Called the surgeon to come in
As Violet's world turned to black
The curtains closed
The lights went dim
In London city, far from pretty
Two zero zero five
A lady down in Paddington
Just lost the fight to stay alive
A tragedy or a miracle
It happened on these very streets
Two twins are lying, side by side
A girl named Jenny
And a boy named Screech