Sweet Gene Vincent (Live|Explicit) - Ian Dury/The Blockheads
Written by：Jankel
Blue gene baby
Skinny white sailor the chances were slender
The beauties were brief
Shall I mourn you decline with some thunderbird wine
And a black handkerchief
I miss your sad virginia whisper
I miss the voice that called my heart
Sweet gene vincent
Young and old and gone
Sweet gene vincent
One two three
Who who who slapped John
White face black shirt
White socks black shoes
Black hair white strat
Bled white died black
Sweet gene vincent
The blue cats roll tonight
At the sock hop ball in the union hall
Where the bop is their delight
Here come duck tailed danny dragging uncanny annie
She's the one with the flying feet
When you can break the peace daddy sickle grease
The beat is reet complete
And you jump back honey in the dungarees
Tight sweater and a pony tail
Will you guess her age when she comes back stage
The hoodlums bite their nails
Black gloves white frost
Black crepe white lead
White sheet black knight
Jet black dead white
Sweet gene vincent
There's one in every town
And the devil drives 'till the hearse arrives
And you lay that pistol down
Sweet gene vincent
There's nowhere left to hide
With lazy skin and ash tray eyes
A perforated pride
After that
So farewell mademoiselle knickerbocker hotel
Farewell to money owed
But when your leg still hurts and you need more shirts
You got to get back on the road
Sweet gene vincent
Sweet gene vincent
Sweet gene vincent
Sweet gene vincent
But when your leg still hurts and you need more shirts
You got to get back on the road
