Brett Anderson - Bentswood Boys lyrics

When you're high on diesel nightly And the traffic starts to roll You smoke a cigarette and watch the black girls In a white boys world Anything is possible For the Bentswood boys Where the karma comes with the kids and the cat food You see Tina push the pram 'Cos she was on her back in his estate car And in the back of his van Anything is possible For the Bentswood boys For the Bentswood boys (Things are happening) For the Bentswood boys (Mmm... tell it like it is!) Don't take me down, don't take me down Don't take me down south Don't take me down, don't take me down Don't take me down south Don't take me down, don't take me down Don't take me down south Don't take me down, don't take me down Don't take me down south