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statue stares, traffic stopped
a victim's asking for the road to knock
there's a crowd of boys at Sugar's store
like yesterday, and the day before
at the pass-machine beside the bank
it says 'minks are kinky,' draw some tank
but don't look around when you hear your name
cos they call it and they look away
and the shades are steamed and driving slowly
wondering which way to go
while the slash-hook merchants stand and wait
to pay respects at the graveyard gates
here, buy a line, support the Stars
(whispered)tell me who the villains are_
can anyone tell me who the villains are?
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high times are up for grabs
plastic pouches, grams and tabs
come up the flat man, skin one up
world class, tóm enough
well byes, story? truth
the bittersweet of mis-spent youth
will one day fade away
blacks and whites all turn to greys
justice waits up the dublin road
between the alley and the old-folks home
in innocence personified
the guilty all wear suits and ties
and some are driving fancy cars
(as before)
mé-féiners at the door
politics, you know the score
mawlya-mungers shake my hand
tacet D5(one beat)
leave it with me now, that's sound
liars compare their lies
frauds play broads with sly-head eyes
there's liars, fairy-tales and lies
everyone's been telling lies
the band up playing on the stage
teenage songs in middle-age
while the young lads burn their bass guitars
and the big-boys lick their credit cards
it's the grace of god that they got this far
Chorus
Can anyone tell me who the villains
Can anyone tell me who the villains
Can anyone tell me who the villains
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Well there it is, shams. There's a couple of little
fills and the solo that I didn't work out but I reckon
