I got some hard times, two punks upon a subway

It's a long way to go to get to Leicester Square

A hard line - It's the one you gotta cross

The one you gotta cross, to get you anywhere

Michael's on his way to payback syndication

Of fisticuffs, retired (?) and his backstreet education

The 8-ball stops him low

Demonstrations show

It's crystal clear it ain't so great for those who become broken here yeah

I got none

I got no mind for... nothing

I got no insight, I got no feelings

I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here

The cocaines out, then is world goes (?) down, the prime objective: Fear

To rival forces from different times and places nowhere near

The tension begins to grow

His instincts tell him so

He (...?) yeah

I got none

I got no mind for... nothing

I got no insight, I got no feelings

I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here

Yeah!!!

Ah no no!!!

ah no!!!

Ah no no no no!!!

I got some hard times, two punks upon a subway

It's a long way to go to get to Leicester Square

A hard line - It's the one you gotta cross

The one you gotta cross, to get you anywhere

Mike gets whipped, his bull-face slapped around a cheap cigar

His gang comes in cause they're always seeing the trouble from afar

He act so (....?)

(...) in and stalls

He makes his point then (???s) a joint in the backseat with a model, oh yeah

I got none

I got no mind for... nothing

I got no insight, I got no feelings

I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here

Yeah!!!

Ah no no!!!

Ah no!!!

Ah no no no no

I got some hard times, two punks upon a subway

It's a long way to go to get to Leicester Square

A hard line - It's the one you gotta cross

The one you gotta cross, to get you anywhere

Yeah!!!

You see I got none

I got no mind for... nothing

I got no insight, I got no feelings

I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here