Walking the night
like a prowling cat,
adorned by the glitter
of her frills.
Shady pimp stinking
like a sewer rat,
gives her a look
that almost kills.
It's past midnight
the hour of the bat,
where are the seekers
looking for thrills.
If she doesn't score
he's gonna fix that,
with a night on the tiles
looking for pills.
Living in fear,
life out o' gear,
face all a smear,
so hard to bear.
Living in fear,
nothing is clear,
no one is dear,
so hard to bear.
Stuck in a bind
no money in hand,
looking for her kind
in the shifting sand.
She has to find
and take a stand,
not loose her mind
to the thinnest strand.
Turn down the blind
she's got her brand,
he's totally main lined
with a needle in hand.
The sun never shined
with the fairy's wand,
forsaken and unkind
in an unknown land.
Living in fear,
hugging the pier,
no one to steer,
so hard to bear.
Living in fear,
so far so near,
life is so sheer,
so hard to bear.
