Basing Street Lyrics

It's an ugly sight by the police light
But lonely now as the innocents leave
In two's and three's
Cop straightens up wipes the blood off
His hand
Says Christ above that's the worst
I've seen in more than seventeen
Somebody says I think I remember him
Used to see him hanging round
But it's hard to be sure looking at him now

Whose hand made the boy
Suffer and bleed
Who did the deed on Basnig Street
It's four twenty-nine and on the airways
Late ni ht DJ piays for the lost and lonely
And their late night ways
Poppin pills washed down with coffee
With a little coffee blows cigarette ash off
The late night flash
The world is waiting for now
In the palm of his hand he leans toward
The microphone and says
We interrupt this program
But there in radio land they're all asleep
As the firemen hose down Basing Street