SONG LYRIC:
BARDS BANDITS BOHEMIANS
Here am I your scribe
taking notes after dark
I spy a drunk wandering minstrel
and hear strange noises from the park
See lovers in an alleyway
and hooded kids out for a lark
Wandering the City streets at night
some of them alone, some of them in gangs
the sole soul-searchers and long lost tribes
Bards, bandits, bohemians
Here am I your scribe
after dark taking notes
A Pc's at a domestic doorway
where man and wife are at each other's throats
and there are the homeless vagrants
huddled up inside their heavy coats
Wandering etc
Repeat 1st verse
Wandering etc
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