Benny was the bouncer at the Palais de Dance
He'd slash his granny's face up, given half a chance
Hed sell you back the pieces, all for less than half a quid
He thought he was the meanest, until he met with Savage SidNow Sidney was a greaser with some nasty roots
He poured a pint of Guinness over Benny's boots
Benny looked at Sidney, Sidney stared right back in his eye
Sidney chose a switchblade and Benny got a cold meat pieOh! what a terrible sight
Much to the people's delight
One hell of a fightSidney grabbed an hatchet, buried it in Benny's head
The people gasped as he bled, the end of a Ted
Songwriters
Christina Rumbley; Gregg Pagani; Peter AmatoPublished by
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