You feel the damp in the evening air

You see them standing you feel them stare

You hear their insults you can hear them shout

You try to answer but no words come out

Your face gets hotter as the anger rise

You can see excitement in their eyes

As they free their aggression in the usual way

It's easier to fight

Harder just to walk away



The streets are empty as you're going home

You got your collar turned up against the cold

You're tired and hungry and and you're fit to drop

The rain is pouring won't it ever stop

You hear the voice from the alleyway

Saying: