Strong men tremble
when they're hit
They've got cause enough to fear it
It's much blacker
than they smear it
Nobody mentions my name
Rich men hold their five pound notes
That saves me emptying their coats
No, I could tear their throats out
just to live up to my name
With me, Jimmy in the end,
let me see the man who dares
Stop me,
take him what I may,
he can start to say his prayers
Has biceps like an iron girder,
fit for doing other murder.
If I just so much as ut ter
the low -keevin' whisper,
My name's Bill Staggs!
Strong men tremble
when they hear it.
They've got cause enough to fear it.
It's much blacker
than they spear it.
Nobody mentions my name
Some toff slubbing with his valley
Bumped into me in an alley
Now his eyes will never tally
He'd never heard of my name
One bloke,
he used to boast a claim
He could take my name in vain
Ah, poor bloke,
shame he was so green,
never was he seen again.
What's bad, what's the good of turning?
In hell, I'll be there at burning.
Meanwhile, think of what I'm earning,
all on account of my name.
What is it? What is it?
What is it?
Morning!